Too much to say

But hey, heer goze! Arfur heer an' a hole lot haz bin happinin'. I started to coff a wile bak an' 2 times I gode to da vetman but it did not go away. Fird time dey taked me in a dark room an' taked pitchers ov me. Stwanje, dey did not want my hansum fase, jus' my body. Den da doc sed dat I habbed to com bak fer sum udder fing - a ugla sownd. Evry buddy wooked werried an' I wuz jus' such a gud boy an' happy an' hungwy.
 Meenwile, after da ugla sownd we habbed a holly day an' I am hungry but habbin' trubble eetin'. Mama an' Papa gets me burgers 'n' chikky nuggets cuz I do fine wif dem. Dat iz plus my kibbuls, witch now Mama wets an' adds yummies to.  I am shur dat Mama an' Papa ar werried abowt me. I am hangin' rownd dem mor and gettin' awl da pets I can. Fer Eester I gotted a new hedjie hog, but I gived it to Vito. He wanted it so much mor.
Mama finks da shadow dey seed behind my hart iz da medisin bag I eeted so many yeers ago an' nebber pooped owt. But da vetman sez sumfin' ewse. Enny ways, it iz snowin' agan after a sunny warm day an' awl da gwass iz gon agan. Hopin' it goze away an' we kin go to da park soon. But I be a widdle werried cuz I can feel it frum my mama. I fink she notissed dat I hab not butted her fer a few dayz now. I'll hav to give her a gud wun layter. I gots mor to teww, but maybe wayter. Off to beg fer sum mor tweets!

Hi five to Vito

Tired Vito (whut, yu fink I'd uze a bedder pikcher - no way!)

We habbed a LOT of snow com to owr howse and awso wind bwowing brwanches offa da treez. I am da snow pwow most ov da time cuz Vito habs a cwooked weg an' haz trubbul gettin' fru da snow. He awlways follos me fru da snow. Wast after noon, I wuz takin' my nappy an Vito reeelly reeelly habbed to go owt. It wuz snowin' wike crazy and wuz vewy deep. Mama watched him go outa da doggy dore an' push hiz way fru da vewy hevvy snow. It wuz hard for him an' he wuz stwugglin', so he started to jump wike a fishy to get to da tweez ware it wuzn't so deep. Comin' bak wuzn't so hard cuz he jus' fowwowed da paff dat he made goin' owt. Wen he got in, he wuz wimpin' an cold an' Mama wapped him in a blankie. I am so pwowd ov him cuz he NEBBER did diss befor. So Vito, heer iz a hi five fer yu, widdle brudder! Now I am goin' bak to sweep untiw snak time.
Pwowd brudder,
Arfur

Ware did spwing go?

Dis week haz bin reely nise an' sunny an' warm. We bin havin' a gwate time in da yard. I eben leff my hedjie hog owt der. Wud yu beleev I jus' went owt to pee an der iz snow up to my hooha. What da heck? Hu taked away my nise warm sun? An ware did my hedjie hog go?

So I desided to make art today. I gonna paynt da hole yard yewwow. An' Vito will add bwown poka dots. Got to hav fun sumhow cuz I am pwetty shur Mama wiww be dwaggin' owt dat nasty sukky monster. Maybe we cud charm a cuppla kukkies owta her. Or maybe she wiww bake sumfin. I don't smeww da kukkin' fingy yet but yu can shur bet my noze iz gonna be on awert fer it. Whelp, bak to my mornin' nappy. Vito stole da sofa so I gots my choyse ov beds. Hope dat snow don't get too deep. Mama iz not too kwik wif da shuvvel enny mor.
Keep 'em warm n dry.
Arfur

Fun at da Vetman's (da troof!)

 Weww, I tode yu abowt Vito an' da monster. Layter wen Papa came home we gode to da vetman's. Papa putted us in da big twuk an' dwove us dere. I went in wif Mama awl by myself. Papa stayed in da twuk wif Vito. Da only udder doggy der wuz a puggle (ugh). We wuz cawled in rite away an' da lady wayed me an' tawked to Mama, den left us to wate. Not shur wy, but I did not feel nerbus at awl dis time, so sted ov puwwin' Mama to da dore, I cwimed up on da tabul ware dey wayed me an' pwetended I wuz on a pwaygwownd. I gotted down, an' up, an' down, an' up a zillyun times! In between I wet Mama pet me an' skritch my eers an' stuff. Den awl ov a sudden I smewwed Papa an Vito! I went to da dore an' sniffed under it - an dere wuz Vito's noze on da udder side!! We pwayed snuffles fer a minnit till da vetman came in. He pikked me up an' I wuz not skared at awl! What a sprize! He gived me a ride on da taybul, den he hugged me an' put sumfin' on my side, den da udder side. Wooked in my eerz an den tawked to Mama. I ackshully wiked my vizit!  But da best pawt wuz after. Papa hewd us wile Mama gotted medisins fer me (coff piwws an' antywobotiks) an' tawked to da dr. an' da ladies. I wuz waytin to get owt dat dore an to da twuk cuz Papa AWLWAYZ takes us sumpwase gud! An' I wuz rite!! He taked us to get ice kweem! It wuz jus' a pawfect day!

Note from Mama: There was an emergency and it took quite a long time. It's good that Arfur can't hear, because there was the most depressing piano music I ever heard playing the entire time. I really nearly left the room it was so oppressive. What kept me sane was watching Arfur playing on the table over and over with such a big smile on his face. Made the time precious instead of difficult. He's my boy!

Vito an' da big gween monster

Humpty day Mama taked me an' Vito in da car. We took a twip to da Twaktor store to get fud fer da Pippicat an' fer da birdies. We wuz gud boyz an' waited in da car. Wen Mama came bak, we awl saw a fwend a few cars away frum us. Mama gotted us owt to say hiya! An' wud yu beweev, owr vewy gud fwend Lorie gived us eech a hafa roll!! YUM!! She hadda go to werk, so we got bak inna car an' rode home, ware Mama taked us down da dwiveway an' acwoss da street to get da male. Nun dere. So bak we went acwoss da stweet to owr dwiveway, ware Mama gwabbed da jiant garbidj pale to take it up da hill to da howse. Vito wuz sorta not payin' tenshun, cuz wen it began to wumble on da dwiveway, he jumpeded weelly high, den started wrunnin' as fast as he cud go up to da howse, dwaggin' me, Mama, an' da garbidj can behind him. Heez pwitty stwong fer a cwippled boy! Mama wuz yellin' "Vito stop!!" but he jus' went faster. She finilly habbed to let go ov da can cuz her arm wuz stwetchin' longer an' longer frum Vito puwwin'. Wen she did dat, he dashed up da steps to da dore to get in away frum da big gween monster dat "rored" awl da way up da hill. BWAHAHAHA!!! Whut a chikkin! Ov corse, I cant heer it, so it never skared me. I wuz laffin' awl da way.
Tiww nex' time!
Arfur

My dad da hewo

Dad wuz eetin' hiz bwekfast  befor leevin' fer werk, wen Mama sez "Did yu heer dat?" but in her own werds. We cud heer a funka funka fump klitter klatter kwash in da seeling over owr TV in da udder room. Dad went n' gotted a wadder an' climed up, opened da seeling (big skware tiles) an' fownded a mowsie wif hiz tale cawt in a twap. Dad gotted him owt, ran owt da dore, an' putted da unhurt mowsie waaaay down da hill away frum da howse. Dad haz made wun mowsie a vewy lukky happy kweecher.
 Unwike Mama, hu cawted 4 mowsies in her twaps in da kitchin an onwy wun ov dem gotted let go - da udders were ded. Da wun she wet go she dwopped owtside the dore an' gess whut? It ran rite bak into da howse I'm pwitty shure. It's gettin' pwitty bad cuz da Pippicat iz gettin' too old to keep da howse mowsie fwee enny mor. Owr howse iz weelly weelly old an' habs a stone seller so mowsies get in eezy. Dey iz sorta cute, but Mama sez dey iz icky. Fer today, owr Dad iz a hewo - at weest to da mowsies.

Too much! A nudder neer dizzyaster

Arfur heer shakin' my eers an' skwatchin my hed. Peepul do da weerdest fings. Speshully a sertan wun hu wiww be annosymowse.  It wuz a Sunday an' rainy so Vito n' me wuz nappin'. I shud note dat I am deff an' cannot heer awlmose ennyfing. It wuz sooo kwyet an' so welaxin'. Mama wuz reedin' her book so nuffin' wuz movin'. Awl ov a sudden - BOOM!!! Vito jumpeded up an' woofed, Mama jumpeded up an ran for da dore. Vito sed she wuz cawlin' Papa. She came bak sorta puzzled - no ladder on da grownd, no sine of dizzyaster. Den a sertan sumwun came in da dore. Dey wuz holdin' whut wuz weft ov a can ov spway paynt. Dere hand wuz BWACK, as wuz dere EER. No sine ov ennyfing ewse. No bwud. No payne. Not eben ennyfing on da jakket. Whut a puzzul!! So Vito 'n' me we stood owtside da gate an eevesdwopped. Seems dat dis sertan sumwun putted a cowd can ov spway paynt on da woodstove (da only kind ov heet in da barn) to faw it owt. Unforchunit fer him, he gotted distwackted. (NOT unyuzhual fer him, er - dem). Fergotted da can. Weft it too wong. Pikked it up an' *BOOM*!!!!! A big Xpwo - How do I rite dis? Bwow up! Bwast!  Skewwy! Beeyon wukky. Da boom wuz herd on da far side inside da howse. Da howse iz free hundwed feet frum da barn (dat iz about a hundwed bassets wong!) It iz not hard to figger dat dis pawson cud not heer for a wile. Den dere wuz da ass salt on owr nozes! A hole role ov paper towls an' a can ov bwake kween layter, an' da bwak paynt wuz gon. Da smeww wuz not. Vito twied to wawk into da baffroom an' habbed to turn awownd shakin' hiz hed an snortin' hiz noze. WHEW!! Now Mama sez dat wunce mor dis pawson wuz pwoteckted by a vewy powerfuw gardyin ayngel. Whut she duz not weelize iz dat we bassets can see dat ayngel an' he wuz shakin' hiz hed yet agan. But no hurt, no doktor, not eben dirty cwoze. Da ayngel iz da hewo wunse mor.

I gots make up posts dat wuz wrote but not pubwished, but dis wun tops dem awl so it iz furst eben if it happinned wast.
Til nex' time...I be heddin' fer a nap!
Arfur