Well, it's not something I'm proud of, but yes, I'm grounded. I feel as though this is a little extreme. Mom said I couldn't have my stuffies or toys and then she put me in jail.

Many of you are probably wondering what I did to land me in such an unjust situation...
Well, yesterday was a nice day outside. I thought it would be fun to go visit the neighbors and spread some of my Golden charm. Of course, the neighbors loved me. Pretty soon I see Mom (the first time, and Dad the second) charging across our yard yelling, "Get over here." Next thing I knew, I was in jail.
I hope I get to come out soon. Mom has 3 more days til summer break. I think we could have a lot of fun.