All that work and you can't read the bubbles...crap
"Hi, I'm Freckles. I've moved to a crazy place. I was an only dog. My new family has a mental cat and a big black dog. I get the impression that the big black dog does not like me. My first tail whoopin was my hint. His name is Drake and my new owner had to spank him. nanner-nanner-boo-boo I hope he didn't hear me."
"HEEEYYY! Don't I look cute? I have the cutenss going on! I'm ready for that old dog! When he comes close, I'm gonna go cat crazy on him! Show him I can mess him up! I can flip and scratch! Watch out old dog! Pepper is in da house!"
It's on now! He thinks he's all that and a bag of chips too! There's only room for ONE cute one here!"
"Is that cat for real? Does she think I care? What is up with all the flipping and freaking out? Hey owner lady, you gotta do something with that cat! I think she has a mental break down everytime I walk by. She can't handle all these freckles!"
She thinks she's slick. Eating my food. I've already ate her cat food!
I'm touching your food! Nanner-nanner-boo-boo! Two can plan that game crazy cat. I like cat food better!
Dag-nab-it! Foiled again! He ate my food while I was eating his! This one is smarter than the black one!
Don't make eye contact! Don't make eye contact! Is he big or what? He's scary!
I'm too old for this crap! Seriously, all I want to do is just lay around and snooze my days away. No one mentioned the crazy cat and dog that lives here already. This is not how I pictured things... I'm liking the man with the belt.
I know I'm loosing it.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Greetings from Butler Manor Pets
Posted by Kaye Butler at 6:48 AM
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1 comments:
Oh, you have WAY too much time on your hands
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