March 12, 2000-May 24, 2010
Always in our hearts
Happy Monday Furiends! I hopes ya’ll had a most fantastical weekend…I sue did. Well let me just tell ya’ll bout mine. Let me furst explain how it all came about. Last week Miss Asta left me a comment on my bloggie bout a comment I left on hers.
Dear Miss Asta,
I can tells you is in dire straits...I mean taking to da bottle is one thing but this early in da day is just pittiful. I haves a train in my backyard ya know, maybe I can jump it and I'll drink with ya...hehehe!
You aw a notty little cutie, hehehe
I love towmenting my baby bwuddew when he comes ovew.I twy to kiss him nonstop cause he hates that, hehehe
I'm glad you have a twain in youw neighbowhood, I hope you huwwy ovew to dwinks wif me
Ok so ya’ll nevers believe my luck…MY train stopped right behind my house so I took it upon myself to pull a hobo and jumped da train. Yes I did, I know that was a pretty daring move but ya’ll know me. So anyway, I hopped da train and took off to da Big Apple, that’s where Miss Asta lives. I mean, I just couldn’t haves her drinking alone. Well, I didn’t think I was evers gonna find her cuz I kept looking fur this big apple but luckily a passerby helped me out and he said that is what they call New York City…that’s just stoopid, why would they name it afters a fruit? So I found Miss Asta’s buiding (yep, it’s very swanky) and there her was, all alone drinking. Well nows I thought, this is a problem…you know da whole drinking alone thingy. It reminded of those alcohol commercials talking bout how you might haves an alcohol problem if you drink my your lonesome. So in order to keep Miss Asta from becoming a statistic I decided to join her. Yep, that’’s just da kind of friend I am. And before long I started talking like Miss Asta…ummmm, that would have actually been da alcohol talking….hehehehe! Good times, good times.
We saw this little doggie that was having an identity crisis.
This doggie was very much hated by it's mom....obviously.
And I even gots to meet her mom too…and comes to find out her mom and my mum haves da same sychiatrist. No, I’m lieing, I just made that up…hehehehe! All I can say is that I had da bestest time hanging out with Miss. Asta. Her is just so much to be around and hearing her talk really “kraks” me up. Unfortunately my stay came to an end and I hads to leave before my mum sent out da Marines looking fur me. But, I hads so much fun that l’m seriously thinking bout taking da train more often to see some of my furiends. I mean da train is right there so why not, right.