Tuxie Toesday

Well Mommie wen bakk to her day huntin pwace today soes Iz guess dat meens shez bettur. Iz not soo suure doh. I did all I culd to holds her down and makes her rest and she keeped gettin up an doin stuff. She emptied an cweaned my witter box, wich I lyked lots wen she finished. Den she gots da lowd sukkin chine and cweaned da floors. I didna lyke dis at all an hadta hidey unner da bed wile she did dis. Den she cookded sum chik-hen fur dinner, wich she sharded wit me......Yummmy. Den she took muh cowch apart and beated da cushyuns on da porch till all da dust was outta em. Finawwy she camed insyde and I got her pinned down to da cowch and mades her snuggle me. It was eczausting twying to catch her all day. But she sez she feel bettur if she stwetches her owie. I tink she culd do dat withowt all dat cummotyun.

*sigh* Is everywuns Mommie silly lyke dat, or is it jus mynes?????

Wells here is muh tuxie toes fur Toesday. Dis is me twyin to hold Mommie down on da cowch wit muh cwaws.

Wen dat didna wurk......I used muh cyoot an dat finawwy wurked. Whew, Iz pewped owt.

Iz gunna goes an takes a nappy fur da west of da day. Iz gots a wong nite of holdin Mommie down wen she gets home and Iz gunna needs muh stwength.


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