We're here with our report about having a miniature Foster Sister. It's weird. Very, very weird. At first we didn't know what to make of her...Bear can put her entire head in his mouth. Uh, he didn't, don't worry.For such a little dog she has a pretty big attitude. She sits in our chairs.She reads our magazines. (um, that one is the girls magazine, not ours)She goes wherever she wants in our backyard.She tries to be intimidating I think...here she's trying to show us she's bigger than a house.She even sleeps in the big bed!!!We've all been getting along which Mom said is good so she doesn't have to beat us. Just kidding, she didn't really say that. Maybe. Either way, we even let her take pictures of us together. It took a while to get us all situated though.Other than that not too much is going on. We all had to hide in the laundry room tonight because big storms came through here again. It was scary. Oh, and Mom saw Bear looking all happy last night....So I guess she figured it was a good time to make him look like a TOTAL fool. She put a NIGHTGOWN on us! It had ruffled sleeves and everything. He was so humiliated, he yelled at Sam when she made fun of him.She put it on me too, but I refused to get up and parade around like she wanted. Personally, I knew I rocked the Unicorn but no way was I showing it off.We're gonna post tomorrow, we got a letter in the mail from Walter/Oliver's Mom...our secretary is going to type it up so everyone can read it. Oh, and Trooper sent us an update and pictures too. All these dogs have more exciting lives than we do, I think we better complain.