April 18th 2012 8:25 am
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My so-called sister, Queen Sophine, wrote this in her regal diary
"This is what my Mom likes to do:
She takes my head in her hands, cupping my jowls in her hands. Then she puts her lips on my forehead, right between my eyes, and gives me a kiss.
She calls this Breathing in Sophie Essence."
Guess What? Mom kisses Me, Pennie, also! She doesn't doesn't linger as long, breathing in my so-called "essence," for fear of a malingering odor of deer droppings or something else that I have rolled in.
But why? Because it is ME, Pennie!! that works my PAWS to the bone, taking care of the family, while Queen Sophine, her Royal Laziness, finds the closest Sun-spots, and spends the day expecting to be waited on paw and paw, fed juicy morsels of snacks, and soak up all Mom's attention!
Shall I LIST just a few of my titles? Nannie Pennie. Nurse Pennie. Tutor Pennie. Huntress Pennie.
So what if I have a "lingering odor" of deer droppings -- I keep my 0.46 acres of Suburbia safe for the family!
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