Saterday Morning, 7:30
Meez ollwaze habs to go owtside after meez eets meez brekfast, and Mommee OLLWAZ muzzols us for barious reesuns. But.. meez Mommee is bizzee gitting reddee for werk ... meez wunders if meez goes up to da door if meez Daddee will fergit da muzzol and dust let me owt.
It WERKED!!! Meez is owtside and meez can pway wif meez stuff!! Hey.. dare is dat silwy wrabbit (him used to be a bunny, but him is pretty big now) dat meez chasis alla da time. Wotch me... meez is so fast dat meez kiks up da dert and challenjiz da wind wen meez runs.. hey.. wott is dis??? Wrabbit, you are 'posed to eever run under da shed or under da fence wen we pway. Wott issa matter? HEY!! Don't kum running at me.... you silwy fing... now do dis rite! :::Hopping inna wrabbit's direkshun::::: Will you run??? DAT"S IT!! Wate.. AWAY frum me... Meez gessiz dat da game habs changed. ::: grab & scoop::::: :::toss inna air:::: ::::katch:::: :::shake:::: ::::drop:::: Hey! :::nudging wif noz:::: kum on.. git up.. hey..... :::nudge:::: ::::sigh::::: ::::sniff:::: .........................
Daktoa T Roo
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