January 10th 2008 5:14 am
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I am writing to you dear readers from my secret, under-bed lair to wish you good mornings. This week has been resplendent with opportunity to snatch as much of my treasure as possible. However, this morning I find myself not surrounded by my treasured bits of pork knots and raw hide strips. No. They are gone. Someone has found my secret hiding place and I think I know who she is.
She is... my mommy. Now she must suffer my scathing glares, my snorts and huffs and there will be no soft bellies offered to her to rub! Apparently my stash of delicious treats surreptitiously stolen from my sister's half chewed off casts was not meant to last. Ahh well.
The Bone Bandit... ahhem I mean, El Bandito, cannot be stopped. I will strike again, and soon. Yes, oh yes, very soon.
Blasted woman. Now I must take a nap near her but not at her feet to punish her.
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