Here's what we did today.
We ate eggs with cheese for breakfast. Aunt Bea made some good breakfast eggs.
Mommy was all snuggly with her stupid chickens today because Ethel was getting picked on yesterday and Mommy felt sorry for her. She went out to the coop like a hundred bazillion times and held Ethel and pet her. You pet cats and dogs but not chickens. Right? I think Mommy is going cuckoo.
One time, Mommy was holding Aunt Bea, and I poked my head into the fence door and sniffed Aunt Bea. And Mrs. Beasley came over and pecked me right on my nose. That Mrs. Beasley is one cranky chicken.
When Mommy sat down to hold Ethel, Mrs. Beasley and Coco and Mrs. Wiggins and Aunt Bea kept pecking Mommy's feet and her legs and her jacket. Aunt Bea likes Mommy's wedding ring and kept trying to eat it off of her hand. Chickens are dangerous pets. Maybe we should get a pit bull instead?

And she says that unless either me or Scout gets a job and pays off the last emergency room bill we are not going to get sick or hurt. HAHAHA, Mommy!
Anyway, it's time for bed.
Love,
Bandit
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2 comments:
sounds like U had a great day !!!
Tweetypie/Gunner
It was OK. It would have been better if we played snowball catch until we threw up. But I guess it was a good day!!
Love
Bandit
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