My Vacation: A Day in the life of Barney, By Barney
This is me. Barney. The poor, neglected dog that has been left behind by my owner to people who smack me if I am a little bit bad.
The little blonde girl fed me.
Played with the blue, round ball that I found in the yard.
It looks a bit different now, as if someone has taken hold of it and pulled off little shreds.
Hopefully they won't notice.
I found shelter where I could while the little, white dog sat curled up and cosy inside the house.
Didn't feel very happy.
I wanted to play so I jumped up on the door and barked.
They shot me with a water sprayer and told me to be quiet.
The blonde headed girl came out with a little box (they call it a camera) to take pictures of me. I kept jumping up on her to get a better look at the box.
She said I was ruining the photos and she went inside and left me by myself.
Played with the blue ball.
It didn't look very good when I was done. It had no air.
I had a good look at it to see where the hole was.
Couldn't find it.
Bet they blame it on me.
3:00 to 4:00
Played, barked, got shot with a water pistol.
This is me. Barney.
People describe me as annoying and jumpy, but I am really very cute. Adorable even.
Much nicer than that no-good, unsociable, white fluffball.