Anyways, no I is not growlings, but I AM chewings on grasses at my grandparents house. Their grasses tastes a lot funniers than the grasses at my most bestest mom's houses, which is why my most bestest mom says I throws up alls the time after eatings the grandparent's grasses. My most awesomest of big sisters says I throws up the grasses because it's the devils trying to purge me of goodnesses. Then I tells her she throws up grasses too.
This is her responses:
Mina: I am not amused by Celeste or by you. I am sleeping, zen-like and tranquil, far away from the maddening not-sister and the camera-toting minion. And I do not throw up grass, I gently cough up that which is unworthy of my digestive system. There is a difference.
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3 comments:
You make it sound so refined!
Wow a dissertation by a dog on eating grass and barfing. cute! Mina you look hugable!
Ah yes Mummy also has menny pitchers of me looking mean and scary but that is cause she always takes the pitcher when I am chewing or sneezing or yawning or coffing!
Yer pal Dozer
PS Grass is yummy.
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