What a night, what a night! Everything went according to plan.
When fireworks started, we all got out of our respective vats and rushed to bravely hide under Mother’s bed. All, except for our Protege and her Accomplice. They opted to jump under Mother’s comforter with her and do Zoomies to distract themselves from the pops and bangs. Reba had the good idea to get out in front of the narrative so Wose, we her perfect wee printing wrote a note that read: We apologize for any convenience. WTAFP passed the note up to Mother from under the bed. Was another note passed stating: We blame their upbringing? Youse tell us. Their upbringing —-hey, that’s us! We’ve never been more proud.
Youse haven’t lived until you’ve woken up by being fished out of a vat o’ shenanigans by WTAFP using a pool cleaner in one hand and eating olives off the fingers of his other hand.
Youse also haven’t lived when Beau is your one phone call because you and all your best mates (old and new) — which includes your legal counsel — are sitting side by side in Mother Jail. WTAFP — you’re going to have to teach Beau how to make the upturned corner of his mouth look like pride and amazement rather than a question of our life choices.
Little Jilly here, commandeering Mommy Reba’s blog spot. Already anticipating our next adventure. Wow, are we fortunate to have our own legal representation! Even though, of course, we are all innocent of any wrongdoing. Mommy Reba caught on to blurring quickly and tucked me under her arm so I could enjoy zooming. I couldn’t find anydoggy later in the evening and am now realizing they were hiding under that high bed. I’m very scared of boom booms too and shake all over when they go off. But the vat o beer helped. My eyes were shut tightly so I don’t know where I was hiding… glad that part is over!
Mama Luna here, Reba. I found Jilly scared and confused. We stayed together in one of the vats with naught but our noses breaching the surface. It helped drown out the noise. Once the fireworks were over, we practiced the backstroke and freestyle swim before the rest of youse rejoined us. I can’t prove it, but I think we might make the Olympic relay team.
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What a night, what a night! Everything went according to plan.
When fireworks started, we all got out of our respective vats and rushed to bravely hide under Mother’s bed. All, except for our Protege and her Accomplice. They opted to jump under Mother’s comforter with her and do Zoomies to distract themselves from the pops and bangs. Reba had the good idea to get out in front of the narrative so Wose, we her perfect wee printing wrote a note that read: We apologize for any convenience. WTAFP passed the note up to Mother from under the bed. Was another note passed stating: We blame their upbringing? Youse tell us. Their upbringing —-hey, that’s us! We’ve never been more proud.
Youse haven’t lived until you’ve woken up by being fished out of a vat o’ shenanigans by WTAFP using a pool cleaner in one hand and eating olives off the fingers of his other hand.
Youse also haven’t lived when Beau is your one phone call because you and all your best mates (old and new) — which includes your legal counsel — are sitting side by side in Mother Jail. WTAFP — you’re going to have to teach Beau how to make the upturned corner of his mouth look like pride and amazement rather than a question of our life choices.
Working on it but that is a tough assignment v
We were certain yarking, “Let my people go!” would have impressed him with our biblical savvy. Live and learn.
Little Jilly here, commandeering Mommy Reba’s blog spot. Already anticipating our next adventure. Wow, are we fortunate to have our own legal representation! Even though, of course, we are all innocent of any wrongdoing. Mommy Reba caught on to blurring quickly and tucked me under her arm so I could enjoy zooming. I couldn’t find anydoggy later in the evening and am now realizing they were hiding under that high bed. I’m very scared of boom booms too and shake all over when they go off. But the vat o beer helped. My eyes were shut tightly so I don’t know where I was hiding… glad that part is over!
Mama Luna here, Reba. I found Jilly scared and confused. We stayed together in one of the vats with naught but our noses breaching the surface. It helped drown out the noise. Once the fireworks were over, we practiced the backstroke and freestyle swim before the rest of youse rejoined us. I can’t prove it, but I think we might make the Olympic relay team.