last week i ate mama's boots and she said the only reason i'm not living on the streets is because they weren't her newest boots
but yesterday someone peed on her favorite new bag that papa bought her as a special present and it had to go in the washing machine where it fell into a hundred pieces that can never be put back together again and guess what it wasn't even me
it was kitty
2 comments:
Daisy Mae, you really ought not eat your mama's shoes because shoes are not for eating; they are for wearing. Toys are eating, silly girl.
I'm glad you didn't pee on your mama's bag because then you really might've been living out on the street for a few seconds.
Oh Daisy Mae, you remind me of Kitty. She scratched part of my favorite purse and tore the tassels off of my retro sixties purse that I paid a small fortune for. I'm glad you didn't pee in the floor. Did you rat out the cat?
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