I'm back. Mostly because my mom is sucking at blogging lately.
My mom is home a lot more now because she isn't always reading those big fat books and writing on her pink thing every night.
This really is putting a damper on my rough-housing with my brother. Mom says that we are too noisy. So we can't run around the house. Who died and made her queen?
Summer for me means:
Tanning in the window.
Sneaking Ice Cream.
Watch Scooby Doo.
Open the closet and sleep in there.
I lead an exciting life. Now only if I could teach my brother to fetch me my kibble.
Hmm...I'll work on that.
Gotta go! I hear the can opener! Please be Tuna!