Monday, March 25, 2013

Typical evening at home

Well, where's mine?
Gizmo Le Grand: Hey, I heer something outside. I heer a dor. It's the front dor. No, it's a thing outside dor. Oh, it's the front dor now. She's home! Hey, Mimi,  Squeeky, she's home. Run, go to the dor. Hi! I'm glad your home. I want dinner. Mowowow. I want food. Now. No, no, this way. Food. Yes, that's rite. No, here. Ye! s, let me just tap the scooper thing and knock that food all over the floor. Darn. OK, it's in the bowl. Let me chek the bowl. Yup. Good, oh, wait, dropping food into next bole. Let me check. Ummm. Crunch crunch. Oh, wait, more food in the third bole. Let me check that one out. Nom. Nomnom. Hay, wait, come back heer. No, no, over heer insted. I want a treet now. Now. No, you cant eet first. I want treet now. Over heer, haay, ooover heeeeer. Yes, treet. No, you cant eet first. Need treeet now. Wait, I haf to clime up to top of tower first. Sleepy now. (nodding off).

Sweet Squeaky: Oh, your sitting in the treet chare now. I want one. I want a treet. See, I'm scratching the post. Give me a treet. Nom. Nom. Thank you!

Miss Mimi: Here I am. See, I can spell now. Give me a treet. I'm a good girl, remember? Treeeeet pleeeez. Yum, thanks!

Gizmo Le Grand: Hay, whatz going on down there? Where's my treet? Hay, don't forget me. I'm up here. OK, I'm coming down. Treet pleez?

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