Thursday, April 28, 2011

Grate red hunter

We habbed wots ov sitement today. Furstest dere wuz vewy bad storms dat wuz vewy skerry. An' ya no whut? Mama leeved us alone! Whelp, not fer long - but she did leev us. Wen she gotted home she wuz bizzy fixin' sumfin' an' Vito camed trottin' into da howse. He putted sumfin' on da rug an' it wuz a hyoodj skerry MONSTER!! Ebery time I went to tuch it, it MOOVED! It wuz awl slimy an' blak an' hairy, too. It habbed big ol' toofies an' big skerry eyez dat burned ebryfing dey lookeded at!! I kep him frum hurtin' Mama! I barked an' woofed at him ebry time he pikked up hims hed. Finely, Mama putted him in da dust pan, er...I meen a big box an' frowed him owta da dore befor he cud eet us awl up!! I shur hope Vito dont ketch enny mor monsters!

P.S. frum Mom: it was a baby squirrel that got half drowned and knocked from its nest by the storm. It was too small to survive.