I'm So Confused

Things have gotten back to normal after my strange year at The House With The Cats.  I live with The Boy and The Girl again.  They take me for walks and hikes and bike rides, they pet me a lot, and they even let me cuddle with them on the bed in the evenings.  The Boy takes me down to the creek so I can chase the stick and go for a swim.  The other day I swallowed a bunch of water while I was swimming in the creek and my breakfast magically appeared and I got eat it all over again!

There have been a lot of friendly petters who come and visit.  The Bouncy One and The Serious One come often (I heard The Girl saying The Bouncy One comes a little too often...).  I'm always very excited to see them and they spend a lot of time playing with me outside.  And there have been a few strange new petters like these guys.

They didn't take me for a walk, but they were friendly so I let them take their picture with me anyway.

The only thing about living here with The Boy and The Girl that I don't like is when they start drinking the red stuff or the brown stuff.  That's when they think they're so funny and they start talking to me as if I can understand them.  Usually when they do that, I just tilt my head to the side, which is my way of telling them that I don't understand what their saying, but that I'm trying really hard to get it.  It looks something like this:

"I'd love to understand you, but I just don't!"

Sometimes, I think The Girl has trouble understanding The Boy because he's talking to her and she makes the same face that I do.  She looks something like this:

"I'd love to understand you, but I just don't!"

I guess sometimes The Girl has just as much difficultly understanding The Boy as I do.