“Oh yes she did, the Mommy person has placed a bell under my chin poof to hear me jingle…. I jingle now! I overheard something about a stylish, removable collar now that she knows the bell sounds (with my now auditory) strut! Now, crossing the floors below human ankle height, one can hear the adorable sounds of ‘pitter-patter, jingle, patter, jingle, slide, slide, pitter-pat, jingle! Apparently, I also look great in green light. That’s great! What’s next!?!”
“NO. No Mom, don’t do it!”
“This is a great wall color Mom… for an Irish pub. It doesn’t take an Einstein to deduce the fact that you have re-painted so many times, that we’re losing square footage. I need space… you need space. Paint fumes Mom, paint fumes!”
“Aww, I’m happy sitting on the power strip, why are you making me get off?”
“I am so Murphin’ cute!”
“Murphin’ sleepy…this old house is chilly, please re-lower the heating pad. Please.”
“That helped. I feel rested. I feel content. I am feeling just Murphy!”
“Words are not necessary here.”
“Irk, not in the mood…. let me down, need to walk and explore …and possible find that power strip!”
“Ah, come on!?”
“Give me Lizardry or give me Death!” – Dawn Renee♥
