Wednesday 25th June

I think I am being watched.

Ever since I moved in with Mum and Dad I have had my own very little bedroom, they call it my crate but I like to think of it as my room, but it has been getting smaller lately and I am not sure how much longer they will let me keep it, I always used to go to my room when they were working but lately I have been being a good boy and I have been staying out of my room a lot more and just snoozing on the floor or playing or sometimes I lay on the stairs, I have had a few little moments but I am still learning, the other day dad found me with the remote control, I tried to tell him I wanted to watch paw patrol but he wasn't listening.

This morning I was playing with the bed I have in the kitchen (sometime I like to bonk my beds and blankets) I just wanted to move it and I heard Mum telling me to leave it alone, how does she know what I am up to? maybe she is spying on me, I spy on her sometimes.