Stroler Report
I went on a grate strole this weekend in my red Jeep Rubicon pet stroler. We went farther than we ever wint before, up and down hills, and past many many howses. We even wint to a park that had nice smelling green grass as far as yoo cood see. Cars wint by on the rode, but I wasn't a-scared because I felt very safe in my stroler.
At first, I tride sumthing new and I looked out the back window, then I switched to the front.
Win we got to the park, Mr Tasty Face took me owt of the stroler on my harniss, and let me walk arownd and smell stuff. Thare were trees and booshes, and big blak berdies that wint "KAW! KAW! KAW!" at the tops of thare lungs. They were kind of skarey. They reminded me of the flying monkeeys in the Wizerd of Oz, and I have to turn away win I see the flying monkeeys in the Wizerd of Oz becuz they make me so a-scared. But the berdies weren't too close, so it was just skarey, not terrufying like win yoo see yer hole life flash in frunt of yer eyes becuz yer abowt to become prey.
After the park, win I was bak in my stroler, we stroled down a new street that I'd never seen before. Mr Tasty Face made conversayshun. The Food Lady stopped and pikked up a bird nest that had fallen down and was at the side of the rode. She sed it was a bushtit* nest becuz it was made like a powch, and it was obveeusly for very small berdies. I liked the way it smelld.
And we kept going down this new street, and then, like majik, we were going by yards and houses that looked familyur to me --- somehow, we were on owr way home, even tho we'd never turned arownd to go back frum ware we came! As we got closer to my howse, a naybur ladey saw me in my stroler and sed,"Is that a.... what IS that?" and she came up close and looked in at me. And the Food Lady and Mr Tasty Face explaned that I was a cat -- an inside cat -- and this was how I got to go outside in the fresh air. And the nice naybur ladey sed I was byootiful! Nobuddy has ever sed that to me in my life! And then we started stroling agin, and after just a few more howses, we were home!
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* I know this looks like a cuppul of the werds on the list of bad werds I'm not supposed to say, but I'm just qwoting the Food Lady.
At first, I tride sumthing new and I looked out the back window, then I switched to the front.
Win we got to the park, Mr Tasty Face took me owt of the stroler on my harniss, and let me walk arownd and smell stuff. Thare were trees and booshes, and big blak berdies that wint "KAW! KAW! KAW!" at the tops of thare lungs. They were kind of skarey. They reminded me of the flying monkeeys in the Wizerd of Oz, and I have to turn away win I see the flying monkeeys in the Wizerd of Oz becuz they make me so a-scared. But the berdies weren't too close, so it was just skarey, not terrufying like win yoo see yer hole life flash in frunt of yer eyes becuz yer abowt to become prey.
After the park, win I was bak in my stroler, we stroled down a new street that I'd never seen before. Mr Tasty Face made conversayshun. The Food Lady stopped and pikked up a bird nest that had fallen down and was at the side of the rode. She sed it was a bushtit* nest becuz it was made like a powch, and it was obveeusly for very small berdies. I liked the way it smelld.
And we kept going down this new street, and then, like majik, we were going by yards and houses that looked familyur to me --- somehow, we were on owr way home, even tho we'd never turned arownd to go back frum ware we came! As we got closer to my howse, a naybur ladey saw me in my stroler and sed,"Is that a.... what IS that?" and she came up close and looked in at me. And the Food Lady and Mr Tasty Face explaned that I was a cat -- an inside cat -- and this was how I got to go outside in the fresh air. And the nice naybur ladey sed I was byootiful! Nobuddy has ever sed that to me in my life! And then we started stroling agin, and after just a few more howses, we were home!
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* I know this looks like a cuppul of the werds on the list of bad werds I'm not supposed to say, but I'm just qwoting the Food Lady.
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8 Comments:
Skeezix, our mommy loves to visit your blog 'acause she says you are beautiful and she loves looking at your crossed eyes.
Skeeeeezix, of corse you are byootiful! Well, boys are ushully hansome or good-looking, but byootiful is a good werd too!
Finny & Buddy
I'm glad the naybur said you were byootiful! People usually tell me I am handsome. One of my Person's friends said I was a pimp and that if cats lived like persons, I would have a brothel. I don't know what that means.
Of course you are beautiful!! As frootbats, we are just a special kind of beautiful.
I really really want a stroller like yours. I don't think its fair that you get to go outside all of the time and they don't even let me try a harness.
you isd beautiful skeezix. little cyna looks liked you cept shes gotted black hair(just not much) she hasd bery little hair on her belly n legs.
blade
You have the greatest adventures...I'm so jealous. I never get to go anywhere! (sigh)
George
George...we never go anywhare too!! At least we have skeezix to make our boring lives more entertaining. -R&C
our mommy says yer byootiful, too. she loves kittiez wif big bat ears! she even loves the wrinkelee kittiez wif no fur!!
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