I wost a frend

Dis day, Daddy let us go in da gote pen ware we ar nebber ebber allowd to go. My frend Vitti da gote wuz layin' on da grownd an' she did not moov. Vito an' me we woofed an' woofed at her to get up - but she did not. Mama sez she habs gon to da bridj ware Blossom went. Hu will fro me peeses ov punkin' now? An' gote fud? Not dat greedy Cheezit hu Mama sed shud be cawled Miss Piggy. I am sad. Papa habs bin diggin' today an' he gotted fru da ice an' iz now diggin' owt hyooj roks. Won't finish it today, tho. ITs dark owt. I gotta go now...too sad.