Ponderin'

Mama bin wunderin' wy Vito an' me bin so gud since Hugo went away. We don't bark fer fud, we don't wake herz up, we eben pwetty much lissen to herz.

Waddebber yu do, dont teww her da anser to diss. Ya see, we bin tryin' to figger owt whut to do nex. Shud we chew sumfin up? Shud we drag stuffs owtside? Hmmm...bin a wile since we stoled Papa's pants ('member last yeer wen dey wuz frozen in da ice?) We wanna plan reel gud an' not get cawt. Dats wy we iz bein' fotful an' kwyet. Well, 'sept fer dis mornin' wen I went after da naybor at 5 am dat teezes me. Too bad der iz a fense or I wud take care o' him reel gud. hehehe...whut he don't no iz dat Peechez akross da street iz jus' waytin' fer him - BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Now, bak to finkin'...