Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Before I found out that Momma didn't really forget about me and leave me outside for hours and hours and hours to fend for myself, I decided that I would do something that would really get her attention. So guess what I did? (Hint: this is something that I'm really good at!) I ate three Clif bars. Wrappers and all. Hahahahahaha! They were sooooo good. Except now I have a bit of a 'tocks problem. Again. So I can't even drop a dookie (hee hee - thanks, Skeezix) without Momma scoping it out and threatening to deliver samples to the V-E-T again. I think I might have a problem. Um, Jeter, not to rush you or anything, but how's that mantra coming? I really need some help with my indiscriminant eating.
In other news, Momma's eyes were leaking because she says just when she thinks she has us outsmarted, we find another way to get into stuff we're not supposed to have. I made sure that I gave her lots of hugs and made the twins promise not to put the bitey on her for the whole night. And guess what? They didn't. She even played rawr with me and the red dot game with the twins.