My Meesers tried to tell me today to stay eenside so thad she can keep-a the air conditioneen' arn por me. I said NO! I yam a roopcad. I need to exercise ou'side. I yam nard a wuss. Leave the door OPEN!
Friday, May 25, 2007
Sheet. Thees weegh has been stressful. The terrace soddenly is full ob flowers. Two nighds ago all hell break-a loose. The bozzer keeps goeen' Bozz! Bozz! Bozz! an all these people keep walkeen' eento my house and sayeen', Oh loogh, whad a cude keedy. Whad ees HOR name? How ole' is SHE?
Hombre! Ees eed nard obbeeious thad I yam a man? So I go to the roop an' hide. Eed ees stupeed pardy por the forgheen' flowers, can you belieb eed? Do I ebber ged a pardy? No. Por my borthday? No! por appreciation ob my companionsheep? No.
Posted by Marie at 3:13 PM
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
One week weeth no boice. Eed ees bagh. Hear me roar: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
My Meeseers had a bad dream las' nighd. She dream' hor house (my house too) ees falleen' down. So I tell hor, Loogh, as larng as I doan' led go, nartheen weell fall down, OK?
OK, she say.
Posted by Marie at 2:31 PM