My Life As FDOTUS – Bo Obama’s Diary Entry

Hi folks, Bo Obama here, The First Dog Of The United States. I'm thrilled to be sharing my diary with you, I feel like Anne Frank (although I am willing sharing this, haha!). This morning I woke up early enough. Barack likes to go for a walk in the mornings and sure God be good to him, I tend to act excited even though I'm usually half asleep. We went all around the grounds of The White House and afterwards, Barack gave me a treat while he downed a glass of Berocca (he calls them Berocca Bama, the big eejit). Michelle got the girls ready to head off to school, I went with them in the car. I saw a really big dog on the way and would've given my left paw to have a sniff of his arse, but we were driving so Michelle wouldn't pull over. I sat beside Sasha in the car. Malia was in a bit of a mood because Michelle wouldn't let her finish Hollyoaks before bed last night. She's dead right - it's garbage. To be fair, I owe everything to Malia. She's allergic to everything, so they had to get a hypoallergenic dog. That's how I came about :) I'm the big 7 now. Hard to believe it. I've a sister called Sunny, she's 3 and a ferocious little witch at the best of times. She's as giddy! I just want to have a sit-down and a read of the paper, but she's always jumping up and down and yapping like a mad woman. She'll be the death of me! We took one of those dog shaming photographs earlier. It was gas. The afternoon was spent like most days, I did a Sudoku, watched a few more episodes of Making A Murderer, had a chicken wrap for lunch and then bothered with a few of Barack's shoes for a while. I'm a sucker for leather. Things really kick off when Barack gets home. Tonight was spaghetti bolognese night and by Christ did I make a pig of myself. Sasha kept feeding me under the table, she's a divil. As long as you're with family, it doesn't matter how much of a mess you make. That bolognese though. I nearly needed a wash afterwards. It went EVERYWHERE. After dinner we all chatted. I proposed repainting The White House a light magenta shade, but as usual I was ignored. Sometimes I feel like they don't listen to me around here. Sunny did a "whoopsie" on the carpet in the oval office again. Michelle was livid. I was delighted. Sunny's a thick. I'm tucked up in bed now. I had a lovely day with the people I love. I'm looking forward to moving into our new house next year. I've heard it's going to be a bit smaller but that suits me just fine. I'm adorable in any location. I've enjoyed sharing my diary, might do it again soon. All the best, Bo Obama.