October 9th 2005 7:24 am
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Grandpa got in major trouble yesterday. He called me GREASY STREAK! That's worse than when he calls me Turkey! This is absolutely unacceptable. One may not tease the queen in such a manner. I am a fast runner. The Streak, is acceptable. I am, in no way, shape, or form GREASY. And he didn't even give me some of his chili as penance. The nerve.
I other news, Mom came outside with us early this morning. It was nice and cool and Angel and I had a lot of fun chasing each other and stealing toys back and forth. Mom says we're silly. SHE never calls me Greasy Streak or Turkey. She usually calls me Princess or Miss Priss. This is not the proper display of rank, but I can live with this.
Now that the weather's gotten cooler we're starting to talk walks. Mom still spells it out around Angel to keep her from getting over excited before it's time to go, but *I* know what a W-A-L-K is. And BOY are they fun. I like to check out the horses who live down the road, although Mom fusses if I growl or bark at them. I don't like anything big enough to step on me, even if they ARE on the other side of the fence.
OOOO, gotta go. Breakfast is nearly ready. I might get a pancake.
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