BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
My dearest hooman and fuzzed friends,
I have recently discovered that I am a scary scary monster. For my whole life, I thought I could just get whatever I wanted by just being adorable. While I'm still certain that's true, this whole scary scary monster thing is like having another toy in my toy box. And I like it.
Nonna helped me discover my talent. It started innocently enough. I had buried myself in a pile of pillows for a nap, because... they're pillows and that's what you do. Anyway, I woke up and started stretching. I guess Nonna didn't know I was there, so when the pillows moved to reveal me (aka the scary scary monster), Nonna screamed! Because I am terrifying!
(Don't worry, I gave her plenty of licks and snuggles once she calmed down. I'm a scary scary monster, not a mean monster)
Then I was looking through old pictures and I found this one, of me chasing JD and Wendy. Look how they run away in fear! AND NO, MOMMA. I AM NOT JUST LOSING A RACE TO CHASE DUCKS. I am chasing them. And they are running away because I'm a SCARY SCARY MONSTER.
Please don't be too afraid of me though, scary scary monsters still need belly rubs!Grawr!
'vie
1 comment:
You made your Nonna scream? *giggles* Vie that's...that's hilarious! Are you sure you just didn't have bedhead?! Sometimes I feel like screaming when I see my Mama's bed hair.
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