Roswell's Fifth Day in Downingtown
Today, I dug out an old palm
shoot from Mommy's flowerpot, spilling soil all over the light
berber rug
Also, I succeeded in chewing up a
power cord pretty good, but didn't quite make it all the way through
Mostly though I was just lazy
hanging out with Mommy in her office and taking very short walks and
naps in the warm air outside
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Roswell has discovered Sweetpea's
drawstring buzzing mouse! |
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"How
did Mommy make that go off
buzzing?
Do I tug on this end of the
mouse?" |
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| "YES!
That's what it is! It's so cool - I
can do this all day long by
myself!!" |
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In the
meantime, Mommy gets some work
done! |
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*sniff* "Wonder if there are any
more mice? Maybe outside of Mommy's
office?" |
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"I
guess I'll hang on to this mouse -
at least I know how to make that
one go buzz" |
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| "If I
innocently sniff the carpet, will
Mommy let me go explore outside her
doors? Maybe she will think I need
to go potty!" |
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"Oops...I think she figured that
one out...!" |
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"Mommy is so nice - she does let me
out of her sight into the rest of
the house on occasion. Now what is
this thing on the floor? Is it
chewable?" |
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