35 Pounds of Aluminum
Well it’s wednesday and ifin fings go da way they’re posed to, weez will be goin’ home to ow old/new pawtment tumowwo. And let me tell yous it’s fur suwe gunna be new. Weez gettin’ ceilin’ fans, new towel baws, a new fwidge, a new oven and wange top, and hoo knows what els. Mommy’s spies can’t make out evewyfin. But just yesfurday they had mommy so mad she wuz spittin’ fire. Yous all know da twuck ow stuff wus bein’ stowed in, wight? Well they didn’t bother to lock ow fings in there. Awe yous kiddin’?
Email aftew email sed it wuld be locked up and all ow fings wuld be secuwe, and yet here it is, NOT!!! And guess where ow fwidge wuz? On da fwunt porch. After twyin’ to call peeps all day long and havin’ no luck, mommy sent an email and wusn’t vewy nice, and finally hit ‘em where it hurt (fur them anyways)…in da pocket book. Mommy told them as long as ow fings wemained unsecured, they wuz finacially wesponsible fur evewyfin’. Took an hour, but evewyfin’ wuz locked up tight and da fwidge wuz back in da pawtment. Weez will sleep a bit better tunight. Whew.
So, me hopes yous all enjoyed seein’ ow fotos of da motel room. And Lexi’s video. Me wuz busy eatin’ and kuldn’t cawe less ‘bout what wuz goin’ on outside. See da neighbors be faw mowe innewestin’. Weez can hear their conversations, and evewytime they turn on da water or flush da toilet. So me spends a lot of time under da sink lookin’ fur da mini peeps makin’ all dat noise. And then last night sumpawdy wiff a bowser moved in. It wuz one of those little yappy ones, cuz weez heard it yappin’ like cwazy.
So Lexi havin’ discovewed on da first night weez wuz here dat when hers wuz in da baff room, dat hers meows awe louder than nowmal and echo, went to da baffroom to chat wiff da little bowser. So Lexi be Meowin’ and it be bouncin’ off da walls and da little bowser be woof, woof, woofin’ and OMC wuz hims noisy. Guess hims peeps didn’t purreciate all da chattin’ cuz hims got weal quiet weal fast. Course dat made mommy happy cuz da first fing hers sed wuz, “Well I guess there’s no sleepin’ tonight either.”
OMC me furgot to tell yous bout da adventuwe weez had. Yous know meez mommy saves hers coke cans and sells ‘em fur a foo extwa dollaws, so it wuz a purretty tight wide oveew here da udder night cuz weez had to shawe da caw wiff all those cans. Well now dat weez be in da town where mommy sells ‘em at, weez took them to sell. Mommy had 35 pounds of coke cans but all hers made wuz $12.00. But mommy sez dat be $12.00 hers didn’t hav. So now hers has a little munny to put towards hers a sittin’ chair fur when we get home. Well guess meez’ll wrap it up fur tuday.
Till da nex time………Be Blest!!!