August 20th 2007 2:23 pm
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There was a slight problem when we drove up to Grandma's over this past weekend. Someone kept farting in the car. Everyone accused Dad (poor Dad, he gets accused of lots of lousy stuff . . . ), but he vehemently denied every wave of funky air. Today, one of the kids pinned the blame on me. I guess Mr. Buddinski has got the farts. Someone left two poopy packages last night as well, in the basement and on the hardwood floor in the living room. Mom can't understand this as I have been so good and Lexie, too. Well, Mom is going to the pet store while I write this, looking for a more easily digestible dog food for us. I hope it helps. I don't like the tummy rumbles and my family hates the stinks. I still am not owning up to the poops, though. Mom is threatening to put green food coloring in one of our diets to see who the culprit is. I can't wait for Mom to get back home. I am eager to try the new food!