August 18th 2012 11:42 am
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The nuther day mama was feelin bad cuz we didn't have her spensive painted bunny skins out. Missy Mups loved the bunny skins. She would burrow in the bunny skins and snuggle in em in the Muppet-Gunnarr-Peekie chair in mama's offis. There was a tiger, zebra, snow leopard, and a gray and brown spotty one.
Mama decidered to get the bunny skins out. She draped three on the back and arms of our little chair, and she put the last one on the daybed. I like to snuggle with the stuffy animals on the daybed, and mama thought maybee I would like to nap on a bunny skin.
Mama was real bizzy yesterday, and then she decidered to take a break. She went out on the deck and readed the newsypaper. When she comed in, she started down the hall. I was in one of my fav-rit places, layin in the doorway of the bathyroom. There was somethin on the floor in the hall, but mama could not tell what it was. Then she got closer, and she could see it was her fav-rit bunny skin, the one painted to look like a teeny tiger. It was fur side down, and there were a coupla piecers of it nearby.
Mama didn't yell at me, but she knows I am the huntress. Gunnie never steals things, but I like to take stuff like mama's shoes, kitty teasers, and spensive painted bunny skins and steal em. I drag em through the house. Then when I get tired, I leave em someplace. Mama knew it was me and not Guns who stoled the bunny skin.
I did not mean to be bad, but I thought it was a real tiger, and I was tryin to stalk and kill it before it hurt mama or Gunnie. We had a real tussle, and I had to bite the tiger a buncha times, and a coupla times some of his furs camed off in pieces.
Mama picked up the bunny skin and the pieces I bitened off of him and took him away. The next time I went in the offis, all the nuther bunny skins were goned too. I wonder where they went?
My dear Peekiboo, I have a feeling she knew you didn't mean to hurt her bunny skin. I know we probably couldn't resist the smell either. Gris has a tendency to break expensive glass things on the tables by sliding into them. Mom never says anything but you know it hurt her feelings a little. He doesn't jump up on the buffet anymore....guess he got tired of slamming into the wall (with other things).
Mom said she would love to see a pic of one of the skins. You don't really see anything like that here (unless you go to Cherokee, our biggest Indian Reservation and even then she doesn't thank she's ever seen one painted). Mom seen a Jackalope Head mounted one time at an antique shop. She joked about getting it but she didn't. Now she wishes she did cause it would be a hoot to have on your wall in the office.
I think you did pretty good on attacking that tiger!