I has been doing many writings, both on Face Books and my dogblog, about people sister's birthday. I has only one people sister, so these kinds of excitedments only comes once a year! Luckily for all of us, Mama was too busy being runned ragged by childrens at Leah's party, so only a few photos was taked of the event.
Does you know how to grab childrens attentions for many minutes and maybe even seconds?
|hmmm, this smells.... really really weird|
|Mama, I's pretty sure this is one of people sister's stuffed animals|
That is when I began to realize what a kittens is. They smelled like Hatfield, and they was just the right size, shape and texture of a chewy, so...
|Can you guesses what happened next?|
******photo removed due to extreme unfairnesses to Reuben*******
Look, how you can blame me for trying to eat a kittens? I thoughted they was predators! And intruders! And chewies! And also catses, on top of all that. What you would has done?
|Not to worries, the kittens is still adorably alive.|
|wipe that Smug off your face, Maisy!|
Please excuse me now; Mama is having a squee overload and I must bark some sense back into her head.