Dear Diary,
I haven't been in this much trouble since I almost tripped dad while jay zig zag walking during our walk.
Dad put me outside today. Soon after, he came out to find me with a birdie friend in my mouth, fighting for its life.
Hey... I was just trying to find the squeaker.
Guess who got in big, big trouble?
R.I.P. Birdie Friend. Gracie.
