we went to grannytoo's house on saturday. i pitched fits for everybody a few times. i think there were some surprised people. mommy tried to tell them...
i guess it's okay that nobody believes her when she says i'm a rascal. that way i'm tricking you all the time when i'm a sweet boy... until i blow up in YOUR FACE!
the only problem is that mommy caught me with the camera... this is the picture she got. i look pitiful enough that maybe you can't tell i'm pitching a fit. yeah. i'm not pitching a fit. i'm pitiful. forget i said anything about rascals or fits. i'm just pitiful. so pitiful. poor baby...
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Poor little bups...don't worry, Auntie Heather is coming for a visit soon and we'll go feed the giraffes and all will be right with the world! ;-)
Love you!
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