She's keeping us away from him now. I miss playing with the short fella. He's stuck in his hideout under the stairs and looks at us from behind the gate. I jumped in to see him yesterday, but Mom rushed me out saying something about him maybe being "contagious". I've not heard that word before, so I don't know what it means, but she said it kinda shrill like I was bad. I jumped back out quickly and busied myself with Grigio.
I feel bad for him. He hasn't played with us for almost a week. He just runs back and forth in his space and barks at us. I hear his feet scuffling on the tile and sometimes I hear him fluff his new bed linen. Mom tossed the huge bed we used to have, cause Bleu messed it up on accident.
What is this thing she calls "dia..." rama? rrea? dinamo? I don't ever want it!