Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Shadow the VET tech did not pan out so I am at the hoosegow again.
I wonder if they can use me there as model prisoner, no doubt as I spend YEARS of my short life there.
Next week I will be 35 months old. I will be able to run for president for sure.
Today my THmom worked from home. She was not paying attention to ME instead she paid attention to the teleconference she was having. I made sure there was a percussion section. I played the Poochie Bells. I have first seat in the Poochie Bell Orchestra. Either that or I am going be really good at tetherball when they install the pole and put the ball down to my level.
They promise me a reprieve for a bit next week and then something about going to a wedding. I am not invited and that makes me mad. My Uncle is getting married and I am so excited because I am in love with my new Aunt! She appreciates me for my athletic prowess and ability to go on 4567 walks a day. I hope I make a good cousin too! I will pick up all cheerios so no one has to bend over.
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