dear becky come back diary,
i know how it feels to have your one feeling hurt and i hurt becky's little feeling all the time. she doesn't have a steel coated feeling like the grump does. i swear- he was raised in a military environment and you can scream at him at the T-TOP of your lungs- it wont phase him. in fact, the grump will fucking talk back to you and run his mouth- often provoking an argument and one he WILL have the last word on. that just must be the difference in between boy dogs and girl dogs- the intensity level at which you can yell at them. i try not to say anything to her now when i need to yell and i've begun to point instead. well, i just tried that and she looks like i broke her heart and screamed louder than she's ever heard anyone scream ever in her life AND she left the room and WONT come back. all that i have left is the happy grump- who is belly up and loving his time alone in the bed here with me. it's a heartache.