But today has been pretty boring. It's raining here, I haven't been to the dog run, and all Mommy is doing is lying around and taking drugs. I have been guarding her and checking on her and keeping her in my sight, but it's been a pretty boring job (she's not moving much and there aren't many threats here in Apt. 8A.). Then when I bark at noises in the hall she gets annoised because I woke her from her nap, and if she has to get up to get me she gets really, really tired.
I'm also pretending to be a service dog. P-Daddy was in the bathroom and Mommy was calling him but he couldn't hear her. I was standing and watching the door because I didn't think Daddy should be shutting the door like that because what if Mommy needs something? (Now Mom says she was calling his name so he'd see the funny look on my face.) So I ran over to Mom with a very concerned look on my face to see if she was ok. She sat up to pet me, which showed me she was ok, so then I went back to my post between them.
Later, Mom had to get up to go potty and P-Daddy wasn't paying attention so I got up and walked her to the bathroom. I stayed real slow next to her and she leaned on me. Then she left the door open so I watched and waited until she was done and helped her back to the couch. She didn't ask me to do this, I just thought it would be a good idea.
Turning 1 is not all it's cracked up to be. I have sooo much more responsibility.