I'm so sorry about that last post. I had a heart attack halfway through it, and I'm in the hospital now. Thanks for all the flowers you readers got me- oh wait, YOU DIDN'T GET ME ANY!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Oh no, I'd better calm down again... Breathe in, breath out... Breathe in, breathe out... That's better! So, the good news is, I can see the Boone child at the house he's staying at now. Mrs. Boone and Mr. Shears are living together! Readers, you can relax knowing I'll keep my ever-vigilant watch on them.
MR.TIBBLES PLEASE STOP YOUR LATE NIGHT ACTIVITIES, MY CAT NEEDS TO SLEEP.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, dear Ethel, but I'm in the hospital after beating my heart back into submission! I can't hear you over the sound of my own MANLINESS.
ReplyDeleteOh good grief Mr. Tibbles, you aren't manly. My cat could take you out any day.
DeleteOnly because my walker is somewhat broken!! If I had my legs back, I could take 100 of your ugly little sugarplums!!!!
DeleteThe weekly watcher? More like the weekly walker! If you don't watch your mouth, Sugarplum will sit on you and that won't be a very happy ending, now would it be?
DeleteSugarplum could sit on an ELEPHANT and suffocate it, she's so fat!
DeleteShe's not fat! She's pleasantly plump! RUUDE
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