The Rebel In Me
April 5, 2004

I'm a rebel. I am a scared rebel. I decided to sneak out tonight. I got out by the street. A car went by me and I was absolutely petrified. I mean I was Neville Longbottom petrified! I was only out for a minute, but it was scary. Thankfully Daddy scooped me up.

I think I need to sneak out more often. I was given a lovely little snack that I enjoyed quite a bit. I didn't even mind the extra attention I was given. It was kind of nice.

I've been hanging out on the back patio lately. I got pretty dirty this morning while rolling around right in front of the outside door. Apparently this isn't a good thing because I was promptly wiped down when I walked inside the house. They should have been glad I didn't walk in with a lizard hanging from my mouth! I didn't get any today. The past few days I have been getting about three a day. I was only out for a couple of hours today, so I will blame my lack of lizards on that.

Mommy lost her voice so she can't get after me! I like it when this happens. When she walks up to me after I have done something bad, I just run off like I think she is playing with me. Then she starts playing with me and forgets that I did anything wrong! Maybe she knows what I am doing, but as long as I don't get in trouble, it doesn't matter to me.

I heard today that someone took their small dog into the grocery store with them. I'm small enough to fit in a purse. It may not be a small purse, but a medium to large purse would be perfect. If it was in a purse, I am sure it wasn't a handicap assistance dog. Of course I'm not sure if I would really be excited about visiting a grocery store. I've heard stories about those shopping carts.

Well, no CSI before bed due to a college basketball game. I think I'll see if I can get something yummy from someone. Night Diary.

-Skittles

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