Eggs for breakfast? Please?
Today my mom made eggs. I was hoping she'd drop one.
Or atleast look down at my cute face.
Here are the eggs for my boy.
Aw, Mom! Aren't I your boy too?*sigh* As long as I'm fed, I'm happy!
Monday, January 15, 2007
Or atleast look down at my cute face.Here are the eggs for my boy.Aw, Mom! Aren't I your boy too?*sigh* As long as I'm fed, I'm happy!
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Mmmmm, eggs you say? I'm not sure about eggs. I think they are a little stinky.
Aww, poor Sherman. It's tough smelling all those delicious smells from the human's food. My family puts raw vegetables in my mouth and tries to make me chew them...YUCK! I spit them out as fast as I can, and then they laugh. Sometimes when they give me a treat, they make me balance it on my nose until they say okay. What's up with that?
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