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Sunday, October 10, 2010
A Plea from Fionna
I am asking Mommy to translate this for me because us little kitties don't type so well.
This morning, I had settled myself into a comfy position on Mommy's ankle. I had even washed Mommy's ankle bone so it was suitable for my little head. I was all ready for a long nap when the Mean Daddy knocked on the door and Mommy had to go and get her breakfast.
DON'T YOU THINK HE SHOULD SERVE MOMMY BREAKFAST IN BED???????
And shouldn't he put some bacon on the plate for me????