August 19th- My mother actually threw my dog a birthday party. How Harley’s day goes.

My dog makes it his personal mission to wake me up…everyday.

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Even if I try get back to sleep, I know it is inevitable that my sleep is over.

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It’s astounding how many things I have take out of his mouth.

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The mat my father bought the day before. He’s pretty lucky it is his birthday. Unfortunately this really does happen everyday. That’s not even his first floor mat.

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I don’t know if he thinks he’s a parrot or a really small cat. Either way we all starting to get back problems.

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Today is really Harley’s birthday. My mother actually threw him a party. Party packs, hats, you name it…I must be the only person in my family who finds this strange….

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All in days work, Harley is pretty hungover from his party sleeping the rest of the afternoon.

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