Why hello there! Welcome to the newest edition of ME! This is my toy basket...
...and it is great fun to fish in it! I toppled into it a few times before I learned to bend my knees when I go fishing... which resulted in me being stuck, head first, legs sticking out kicking. Thankfully, my Momma rescued me each time.
My Momma and Dad put this playpen in the living room specially for the kitty to sleep in. Yeah. Those big meanies. When he is in there, I can't get at him! Grrrrr....
...that doesn't keep me from shreeking at the kitty: "Gkeeh!" and trying to reach in to pull his ears.... my Dad is very jealous that my first word is not "Dada" ...I have been saying "Gkeeh!" consistently now for a while. I say "Dadadadada" and "Mamamamama" but mostly just because I like the sound of it.Sometimes when my Dad is at work, and my Momma needs to take a shower (pew!) she puts ME in the kitty's play pen. Weird, isn't she?
I played and played and played... time for a nap! Maybe my Momma will take a nap too?
2 comments:
No, no, no... I'm not jealous that his first word isn't "Dada". I'm jealous that his first word is "kitty".
B36
haha, I thought you'd be proud that he is such an avid compromiser (you know the good kind, where no-one is unhappy)...
Not only does he meet Katies requirement of "enjoying" the cat but he also already shows an interest in all things Gheek (Gkeeh is close enough methinks, even if his spelling is out of order)... let the debate begin :)
Much Love from here,
Brian
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