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Chance



5. I haz fownd da wunders of da talky box an I lurves it an we dunna evan havs da animal channel. Mommie lets me watchy da PBS durin da day wen she goes huntin. Dey havs sum gud coworfull pwogwams on. I lykes to watchy da cowors on da talky box.
6. I iz currently upsets wit mai Mommie cuz she kiwwed my kitteh gwass. Luks at it, itz soo sads. Itz turnin bwown an Mommie hads to frow it owt cuz its no gud. *sigh* I tolds yoo she waz no gud wit da pwants. If it dunna eats an poops, den she kiwws it.
(Note from Mommie: I am pretty sure the fact that Chance feels he has to lay on top of his grass helped with its demise.)

7. I am also not happies wit da Mommie rite now cuz she is neva homes to pway wit me. She been soo buzies da past too weeks she only haz tyme fur sleep an huntin. Her fwiends thru three birfday parties fur her an she wents to all of dem. Hoo needs THREE birfday parties anyway? Den she sed she haz utter stuff ta do lykes lawndwy an fud shoppins. Oh an las nite her fwiend called an invites her owt fur sumting call carry-o-keeys contest. An den she wun da contest an stays owt weel layt celebwatin. I tink Iz mor inpawtant den dat.
8. I lyke da woofie toys. I tak his toysies an runns off wit dem. He gots wun dat has dees cool tales on it an I gwabs it frum him an hides it unner da bed ware he canna gets it an Mommie haz to finds it fur him. Itz grate funs.
9. Iz stawted to cwimbs up on tings now. Mommie iz happies bowt dis cuz it meens my old boo boo dosna hurts me. Mommie iz not happies bowt dis cuz I keep twyin to lay on top of da hot-box. Dis mayks her nurvass.

10. Shadow an I arr havin a cowch war rite now. He sayz da best spot on da cowch is his spot an I not alowd to lays der. But weneva he moves frum da spot (wich iz not a lots) I jumps up reel fast lyke an takes it.

Den I sticks owt mai paw and whaps da ball to makes it moove.

Wen itz rollin reel gud I jumps owt of da cubey and ATTACK!! Acorse den I hideys in mai cubey an does it all ova agan. Mommie waz laffin at me soo much da woofie tawt sumfing waz wrong and started likkin her facey. Hehehehe. It waz a gwate weekend.
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Chance

An in dis wun I luk lyke Iz finkin reel hard bowt summin. I tink it wuld be a gud luk fur my badgey but Iz not shur. Wat do yoo fink?
Peee Essss - Tanks to all da kitties hoo wishded myne Mommie a happy birfday. She gots all leeky eyes an waz sayin stuff bowt how sweets yoo alls arr. Yoos maded her day!
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And der arr dese gweat wibbons in da middles of it (jus lyke muh cave).
Dis was soo much fun to pway wit I fellz asweep rite away in my cubey and dats ware Iz gonna stays. Mommie I soes gwad itz yur birfday cuz dis cubey is da bestest pwesent eva!
Des wuns cum in a weally neat glas dat she culd dwink owt.
An des cum in a basket dat she culd use fur snugglin in.


But it tased soooo gud I culd not stops eetin it.
Okay Mommie, enuff wit dat flashy box. Iz twyin to eets heer.
Maybe Iz jus haves wun more den yoo can puts it back in da winnow so it can gwows biggur.

I weely lyked my kitty gwass. Mommie sez she was vewy happies dat it grew cuz she alwayz kills plants. She sez if it dunna breeeth, eets, or poops, she wuld prolly kills it. hehehehe. Iz gwad I eets and breeeth.

Nows fur sum fun wit da nip. NIP. NIP. NIP. NIP. NIP. NIP. NIP. NIP. NIP.







Den I splored da insydes of it.
Der arr weal fun wibbons hangsin frum the middul of it.
I cwinbded insyd to chekk dose owt a byt.
Of corse den I hadz to gets muh toyz and takes dem in wit me fur a nappy.

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Chance

