So there I was, checkin' out the trashcan...
And the minute Momma got me out, Dorydoo got in! I guess my naughty tricks are rubbin' off on her.
There wasn't nothin' in the trashcan, so Momma let Dorydoo and me stay in there as long as it took her to snap them pictures, then she got us out. Beans! Who can figure 'em. Here'z what Dorydoo said to Momma, and I agree:
Marilyn wrote Mickey a purr-etty sonnet on her bloggie today, so I'm gonna try and write a li'l poem for Ariel. Jeter evun gave me a poetry lesson. Let's see, here goez:
Roses are red
viowlets are blue
stinky goodess is great
and so are you
You are so purr-etty
it's easy to see
Why you're such a spechul
Girlcat to me!
hehehe, that ain't too bad, is it?