Dear Diary,
It's me again! Your fav Snoop Dawg. Charlie Brown's OG. The Snoopinator. The GOAT in dog form. You get it.
I have some major life updates for everyone, so buckle up hehe.
I GOT A NEW BED... I know, I was disappointed at first too... so, I peed on it.
Then, I kinda thought about it for a sec and was like, wait, this is super squishy, and like, soft... and I could actually fit in it. So then after my amazing foster mom, Sydney, washed it, I took a fat nap on it. And I have zero ragrets... not even one letter.
I've also mastered the side eye, so all you golden retrievers out there better watch out because I'm coming for your position as the side eye kings and queens of society... *side eyes golden retrievers*
Can you believe it's been a little more than a fortnight since I first arrived at my temporary abode, and I'm still not allowed to have the human bed all to myself at night????
Ayyo Sydney, what's the dealio girl... this king needs his throne, and that throne comes with a headboard and a duvet cover that swallows me whole! Maybe my forever home will buy me a king-sized mattress to match my energy. If they're lucky enough to have me, then they must be smart enough to know who's in charge.
My Poem: An Ode to Snoopy
Soooooo, I also wrote a poem that should be shared with the world and published somewhere esteemed, so of course I chose my personal Diary.
I paid tribute to the original Snoopy and his famous quotes from when he was teaching Charlie Brown how to speak and be a proper human. I know he used a lot of poetry in his lessons, so now I'll do the same.
Enjoy,
and goodnight :)
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An Ode to Snoopy
By: Snoopy, a Foster King
"Yesterday, I was a dog. Today, I am a dog. Tomorrow, I will probably be a dog..."
Oh, what a thought.
Oh, what a spot...
to be in -
belly rubs,
naps,
zoomies,
and snacks.
I am convinced,
"Happiness is a warm puppy."
But alas,
"I think I am allergic to mornings,"
for, as I awake,
I go into mourning,
until...
sniff, sniff...
ah yes,
breakfast.
Oh no, I hear a grumble,
a girggle,
and a mumble.
"Curse you, Red Baron!"
Ugh,
the pizza is not for me,
the pizza is for Sydney.
Oh dear, I have to pee...
ahhhh yes, sweet relief.
And now...
breakfast,
at last you are mine.
In my tummy, you are yummy,
you are sublime, you are divine.
I am full, I am happy,
I feel... I need a nappy.
Now, I "learn from yesterday, live for today,
look to tomorrow, rest this afternoon"
for I need a snooze,
I need a nap,
so that's a wrap.
Dang,
"good writing is hard work,
especially when you're a dog."
- Love, Snoopy 2025
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