2 in wun day - WOW!

Okeydokey.  Mama taked us owt wile she pooperskoopered, den we gotted lokked in.  Vito sez, "BOWT TIME!  Da grasses is tikklin' my wizzer an I HATE dat!  Den she wunders wy we pee on da dek - HMPH!"  Yup, shur enuff, we heer da big bloo monster dat Mama habs traned to eet da grass.  She shur iz brave to ride dat monster!  Ennyway, comin' in da gate, she stopped.  We cud heer her scrapin' da grasses owt from under on da part she cawls da deck.  Den we heer "EEK - whut's dat??"  She came runnin' in an tode us dat wen she scraped da grass owt, dere wuz a furohshus jiant feeld mowse layin' on hiz bak lukkin' up at her.  How skerry!  She wuz not skerred, but came in to tell us whatfer da yellin' so we wud not wurry.  She sed it wuz so big she fot it wuz a chikmunk.  Gess hu wuz owt dere to meet him?  Yup.  Da Pippicat.  Mama did not see her ketch him, but beweev me, she nebber ebber loses.  Her sez,"a rodent a day keeps da vetman away."  EEeeeeeewwwwww.