Posted by Myy
The Girl wanted me to start blogging. I have no idea what she means by blogging, unless it has something to do with me getting something yummy. In which case I’m all for it. I like yummy things. Like Dentastix. They’re REAL yummy. I could eat them all the time. But the Girl and Boy don’t give them to me more than once in the evening. And even then I have to keep reminding them. THey keep saying that I’ll get my Dentastix when it’s 9PM.
What’s 9PM? Is it something to eat? I like to eat. Especially if it’s something yummy. I like yummy things. Like Dent.. Hey, what’s that? Is that a Dentastix? No? OK, I still wouldn’t mind having it. Can I have it, Boy? Thanks. I better eat it right away, unless someone tries to eat it before I will. Ha!
So, what’s this blogging, then? Something to eat? I like… Hey, where’s my lacrosse ball? 
Eating Muffins 