August 18th 2011 10:11 pm
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Tonight Fourth Child tol Mom that I was scratchin' myself too much an he was fraid I had got fleas an that he was gonna get 'em from me. I know, right? If anyone's got the fleas, he gots 'em! He takes a baff 'bout as often as I do, or less. But Mom came down on the side'a Fourth Child an I got hauled off to the tub. Got scrubbed til I was sure my beard was gone. Mom said I looked like a drowned rat.
Now the only good rat is a dead one, whether it is drowned or chewed up by a mighty Schnauzer, but I don 'preciate bein' compared wif one. That was what you call math. Addin insults to injuries. The baff was the injuries. I hate baffs.
But after that I was so happy an I did my happy dance all over the house. Second Child took me for a walk an it was pawsome cuz while we were gone, Mom gave Lexie a baff too! She thought she was gonna get out of it, but NO! That's what you get fur eatin' poo!
I wish I could sniff you all over!
I don't like baffs either. We all look like 'wet rats' after a bath - even me! Maybe you got the 'fleas' from Dogster?!?
OMD, Gwetta!! Dis r a fambly fwiendwy website!! Watch yur wanguage, yung wady :D BOLBOL!
HD *giggles*, Gretta, I tink that there is a song called....I wanna sniff you all ober!