Gettin' even

I been leevin' liddle traps fer Mama cuz she bin leevin' us home.  A hedjhoggy on da steps, a ball nex to da bed, nuffin' reelly bad.  Cuz ya noze I luv dat lady.  I bin cold at nite lately so at abowt 4 in da mornin' I get in bed wif her an' Papa.  Furst I goze owtside, den I climes up in da bed rite nex to Mama.  Dis mornin' I tuk her piwwows an' wen she woked up, her hed wuz on my hiney an' Papa's arm.  But darnit I jus' cannot owtdo my liddle brudder.  He fell owta bed da udder nite an' woked dem bofe up cuz he wuz awl tangled up in da blankies.  Den wen dey went bak to sleep he went owt an' played in da snow.  DEN he camed bak an' got in da bed an' yu cud heer Mama yelp awl down da street...hehehehe.  Dis woke up Papa hu den got hiz taste ov Vito's cold noze an' da snow.  Da snow melted offa Vito's bak pretty fast, but I shur wish I cud do stuffs az gud az him.  Whelp, Mama will be home awl day wif da snow comin' now.  Gud snugglin' wether.
Til' nex time...
Arfur

I yam back agan

Wuz away du to sekweterry not heer....AGAN.  I no I pwomissed dis wud not happin, but my Unka Bill went to da bwidje.  Now heer we go:

Eetin' dog poopies an' givin' fwencheez iz not myootchully eggskloosiv.

Fink abowt it.   Yu kisses dem befor dey reelize whut yu did. (If dey eben fink at awl) Rite?

Untill tomorro witch iz Antie Seel's burfday...but I WIWW be heer!!

Arfur