Harumph

Me had to sit her down for a chat. Her maked the bed today, this happens almost as often as it snow here. So after her made the bed, me sat down to have a little lick and her hopped up on my side of the bed with her large mooey self. And yes, me want you to take a moment and picture her large mooey self hopping. Funny stuff. But me digress. We sat around and had a little talk about why her so mooey. Me fink it the tomato sauce. Me hate tomato sauce, unless it have clammies in it. Her mooeyness are rellergic to clammies and crabbies and strimps now so it all the time with the meat, the chickens and the mooey. No fitch. Maybe Santy Claws and him flying reincow will bring some to me.