| Yesterday I sat on the scale in the master bedroom to see how much I weigh but it wouldn't turn on for me, so I got back off. Then Bob stood on it, looked at his weight and then got off and reached down to pick me up, so he could weigh us both together, but I ran away and hid under the bed. I don't want to know how much both of us weighs, just how much I weigh. |
November 14, 2008
On The Scale
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2 comments:
beans is silly - the do something called MATH (which a doll called Barbie says is hard, so it prolly is) to find out how much we weigh. that sounds a lot like werk.
Well done Frostin, foil the humans every time I say. A cat doesn't need to know how much he weighs!
Have a good weekend!
Whicky Wuudler
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