Actually chilly this morning. I am having my morning foam on my foam day bed. How appropriate is that? This way daddy can work on breakfast and I can be out of his way.
I am very cooperative. Really.
Momma is broken, so daddy is taking care of her. Actually, that responsibility falls on the the three of us. JD, Wendy and I. We work in tandem and our day is never done. Daddy's job is to make her food and do errands. We are the consolers, caretakers, watchers.
I don't know how this keeps happening, but momma has gotten stitched again. And... brace yourself... they did not put in a squeaker or anything. So what was the point of stitching her?
I dunno, I am confused. 2leggeds, they are a pawful.
Well going upstairs to check on the squeakerless one. BTW my loyal voters, please keep voting, cause I am down one momma and my campaign is suffering!