Wun time I saw THe moon inna windOW. IT look liKE a light frum a car like my DADdys car wenn he come home and before HE Turn out the two lites. I wunderd what IT Wuz. Thank yew!
Oh my! I gOTT cawt! DonT TEll my daDDY pleez!
From the opening lines of my Manifest:
"There is no reward, only the expectation of one.
To hell with expectations. "
o.k.
Eat chikin?
'Hear kiTTy Kitty!' I juss hate THat wun!
My favrit 'toon! Thank yew!
HAy waRERloo... we got a NIce purty tree! MY DAddy got mad at me lass nite cuz I jumpED in it and nocked down ONe of the round THIngs. BUT he come and GImme a nice pet later and he kissed ME onna nose. So we wanna see a piktur when YOU get a tree! OK?
I say Tax them all. They lost their right to be tax exempt. (Anyone who does what a priest or preacher says to do must be a true lamb. Baa-baa.)
DADdy got sum gullBLadder ting so he GIve us kaTTS all his EGGnog stuff. Boy! SOOOO gude!
No money is pretty coMMon. We are all mostly POOr Now. I'm Jondude's cat that KAnn write. WELkomm to mybloggers! (PS: My DADy is deVOrced and we GOt 5 Kats here ann a liddle bird too.)
My Aunt Gertrude would make "sinkers" at four-thirty a.m., fry up two skillets of crisp bacon, do another of fried potatoes and the sizzling eggs would wake us up just in time to get dressed for her West Virginia mountain breakfast. You can't sleep through that!
Doobie chases the 'rootadoo,' which is WHut Daddy calls the Vakuume thingie. The DaddyJon says, "Git it! Git it!" but it makes bad noise so I go inna closet.
Number 2 is dedly to cats. The liquid that you use in a Swifter gets on OUr paws. We lick Our paws. It makes Us sick and can be dedly. DADdy bought a Swifter for Christmas last year and soon after He read about this, so we never used it and DaDDy gave it away to an aunt with no kkats.
My favrit 'toon! Thank yew!
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