Saturday, July 15, 2006
Dear Mom,
Iguanas are not pets, they don't have fur, they are not cute and cuddly and they had better not try and become your pet. I won't stand for it, they are belts with legs--period.
Now, I on the other hand am the Prince of all Pets.
Why just today I put me head through my harness and allowed my foster subject to take me for a walk. Now that is what a real pet does. They don't hang around walls and eat bugs. OK a real pet may chase bugs, heck we may even bite one but we do not make them our main course for dinner. Real pets eat kibble!
Hey mom guess what? I have a friend on a sleep over for the weekend. Her name is Sammie. She is a very sweet, kinda on the big size for a house dog, She's a labrador but she thinks she is a lap dog. And mom do you know what? She is afraid of thunder. Guess I will have to bark away any storms that come this way.
Latter Mom,
Lova Ya, Miss Ya, Roger.
Iguanas are not pets, they don't have fur, they are not cute and cuddly and they had better not try and become your pet. I won't stand for it, they are belts with legs--period.
Now, I on the other hand am the Prince of all Pets.
Why just today I put me head through my harness and allowed my foster subject to take me for a walk. Now that is what a real pet does. They don't hang around walls and eat bugs. OK a real pet may chase bugs, heck we may even bite one but we do not make them our main course for dinner. Real pets eat kibble!
Hey mom guess what? I have a friend on a sleep over for the weekend. Her name is Sammie. She is a very sweet, kinda on the big size for a house dog, She's a labrador but she thinks she is a lap dog. And mom do you know what? She is afraid of thunder. Guess I will have to bark away any storms that come this way.
Latter Mom,
Lova Ya, Miss Ya, Roger.
# posted by marla @ 3:04 PM 
