I'm not happy today because my Mom was gone all day. I don't like it when she goes out for long times. I'm left with no choice but to sit at the door and howl. I used to throw myself against it, but I'm getting to old for that. Now I just howl. I'm sure the neighbors don't mind. So I spent today in my bediby basket. I got up for abit when Mom brought in groceries so I could play in the plastic bag pile, but when she cleaned up and left again, I went back to my basket. Mom says I have to get used to her going back to work. I don't know what work is, but I know I'm not going to like it. Not if my Mom is gone.