I love to go. I lay on the back bench and look out the window. I see lots of birds, a pond or two, although people call these things lakes I'll never understand. The ponds are not deep enough to put a boat in. I would give anything if they would stop and let me out to go play. I could chase the ducks into the water. I can't stand to get wet so I would not get into the water. Mention the word "bath" and I will growl at you then will find a place to go where you would not dare to reach in to grab me. No, no baths for me, no wet feet for me, no wet smelly fur for mo. I like how I smell.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Buddy's new picture
I love to go. I lay on the back bench and look out the window. I see lots of birds, a pond or two, although people call these things lakes I'll never understand. The ponds are not deep enough to put a boat in. I would give anything if they would stop and let me out to go play. I could chase the ducks into the water. I can't stand to get wet so I would not get into the water. Mention the word "bath" and I will growl at you then will find a place to go where you would not dare to reach in to grab me. No, no baths for me, no wet feet for me, no wet smelly fur for mo. I like how I smell.
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