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One Bark of a Day

 Happy Labor Day!


My Journey today was strange. Something was off when the humans and I decided to sleep last night. I couldn't get it out of my head, even my ears were twitching. Long story short, I managed to rest and woke this morning ready to discover more of this place called 'home'.

Months it's been since I was brought here, but for some reason the place keeps me intrigued - bark-bark-ruff. I immediately woke the humans and they escorted me to what they call a door, not sure if that's their human terminology or if they just do not know how to pronounce exit/entrance. I made my way outside and ran around to see if my assistant was available to research and explore, but apparently, she was sleeping in this morning. I decided to explore on my own.

I managed to find the orange ball and did a speed test with it before losing it in a group of tree roots. I have made the video documentation available for review here:


Following the speed test, which went quite well if I do bark so myself...and I do bark so...I decided to check a more intriguing site, three tree stumps that appear to be arranged as a sacrificial site. I had noticed them before and left a stick there which I have never seen again. The same day I left the stick there the female human gave me extra treats. My conclusion is that this is a stick sacrifice site from many moons ago, maybe even months...Forgive my excitement about this discovery, it's my first major discovery in some time. Take A Look:


I'll sign off for now and report back at my next significant find...or if I come across a really big stick...or if the giant bear-like dog across the street ever gets free from his prison (I know it's a prison because he is always angry and yelling at me.) Until next we exchange text and gleefully pose in photographs for nothing more than something to do, Good Day!


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