lave is in the air

deer diary, spring has sprung, as they say. it is true. mather luffs and says "i have never seen him lake that." it's true, a young man fancies have turned to lave. and i am in lave. BIG TIME.  i must decide whom. the biggest surprize of the seeson is aggie. she is a beeutifull paggle. (it is pure mix or pug and beagle.) she is lavely round stomach, 5 yrs old and smells lake a dram. i would give her all  my foods, all my beds, all my hart. i lave her too much. right now she is not certin of me. she ignored but i think she is teesing. when i looked, she looked. i beleeve it meens lave. why would she look over when i was gone? i think becawse she laves me. she wouldnt play with me but i am pashunt young man. i snuck in gentile love making one time. hahahah. i lave her.
the second is a 2 1/2 year auld mather. her dottir lives with her. she is spaniel. she was raped when she was 1. she has "seen a lot" in lafe and she is wise, kind, pashunt. she gave birth to seven dogs all alone. she laves her dottir. fine. i will lave that dottir, too. she is nace. yesterday, i tried to play with her and she ignored a bit. i will wait. whan she went home. i cried bitter tears and even ignored zoey. my mather wouldnt let me go home with her. it was crewl. i didnt care zoey or mather. all i wanted was her. mather sed be pashunt. you (ME) will find a new wife. it is spring and it explains it "all".