Monday, December 21, 2009

Miles (and Bailey) on Monday

I smell something.
We smell something.
We wants it
Please
PIZZA (Reuben from Black Market.)
GIVE (or I'll howl all night.)

And I mean it.
Oh never mind, Jon is here.
If I can just find a toy he will play with me
Please, Dad put the computer away and play.
Oh Happiness. - I is a lap dog after all.

2 comments:

Ur-spo said...

I prefer a lap dog to a lap top.

Ur-spo said...

I prefer a lap dog to a lap top.