Wednesday, October 28, 2009
I was out admiwing the bootiful fall leaves wif my sissie Mywna , when Vinnie,the postman, stopped us on the stweet and said thewe was a telegwam waiting fow Mywna at the fwont desk.
We huwwied as fast as hew wheels and my feets would allow back to ouw building.
She wead it out loud to me:
My sweet Myrna wife... I will be arriving in New York by Dale express (if he can stay on his feet) by midnight. This house is just too weird even for a short visit with Scruffy, Stanny and that Lacie. I only hope our dear Bert has not absorbed any of this oddness...ticks on heads...matches and ticks, tons of candles??, flat dogs in corners and finally tonight's episode...Mumsie came up to my room where I sleep when visiting...she had those pink pepto bismal tutus in her clawlike hands, ready to put them in the already stuffed dog torture drawer....then she saw me...and an IDEA formed....I didn't wait for the inevitable...I grabbed Bertie and wheeled to the unconscious Dale and climbed aboard...I refoose to plie, rel a vay, jete or any other stoopid ballet move ever... I am most looking forward to being reunited with you, my Darling....
Yours in wheel oil,
You see Gilbewt took Bewtie fow a visit wif his aunt Lacie and unkels Scwuffy and babyStan
but if you've been to theiw bloggie lately , you know what kaos it can be.
Fwankly, Mywna also suspects that Bewtie's unkel's might not be the bestest inflooence on a boy of his tendew yeaws..I mean cigaw chomping pokew pawties almost evewy night........
This is Mywna evewyone..I will tell you what happened next: I quickly got the house weady, but didn't have time to dwess befowe my Dawling husband Gilbewt and baby boy Bewtie awwived
Gilbewt and I tucked Bewtie into bed wif his sissie Womy and aftew a stowy, and a lullabye, the exhausted little cuties dwifted off to sneep
I had chilled the mawtoonis in anticipation, and told Gilbewt to get comfowtable and take off his wheels
we talked long into the night and wewe soo vewy happy to be togethew again
It's still waining hewe, but we'll go fow a lovely woll wif the kids and look at all the fall decowations tomowwow
I just hope babyStan got home Ok and things have settled down in the Kweit household
those youngstews awe aways up to something.
(if you don't believe me, go see fow youwselves)
Fow now, I'm not letting my family out of my sight