No mor wawkabowts

Da fense iz fixeded.  No mor sneekin fru da holes an' trekkin' arownd da upper ayker of da gote pen.  It shur luks pretty gud, tho.  I dont mind stayin' put, but Vito haz da urj to see da wurld.  It iz cawlin' to hiz noze.

Hims haz started bein' reel fussy, too.  Won't take hiz piwws in da mornin' (I fink dey ar YUMMY!)  Cuz ov diss, he iz gimpyer dan normul.  He iz sorta shayped weerd.  He iz bow leggied in front an' pidjin tode in bak wif a reel skinny butt.  He ways 48.6  pownds an' me, I way 50.6 pownds.  Doze 2 extra pownds ar my handsum rownd furm hiney witch I shuv in hiz fayse evry chance I get wen we ressle.  I iz awl mussel - yu bedder beleev it!  Vito iz loooonnnnngg an' skinny an' fwexibul witch I am not.  He can awlmos' bend wike a pwetzel!!

Whelp, gotta go make shur Papa goze an' puts up hims feets.

Later,

Arfur