Saturday, March 25, 2006

Today was one of those magical days. I got to sit in my most favorite part of the world:

The man drove us to MC-Ronalds and then out to the airport. I got to have my very own meal. Cheeseburger, plain.


Sunday, March 05, 2006

Sometimes that man makes me go down in the basement and sit on a chair down there. I don't like the noise, smoke and whatever else is going on.

I think I am in trouble.