February 15th 2007 6:35 pm
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Mom says I am a "bad boy." I know what that means, yes. But why? All I did was try to run out the door. I mean, you have to get out sometimes. Mom says "Min. It's not safe out there." Well, I think I'm a pretty strong man that I can handle all that stuff.
Here's how my escaping story begins-
It was a ordinary night. Mom was on Yahoo instant messenger- talking to some friends and Dogsters. While I was figuring out my plan. Mom said she had to go take the trash out. So, I thought I come to. A little fun, ya know?
So, when she opened the door, I came bursting through! Some how, I couldn't get out. There were doors and hallways. (we live in an apartment) Mom ran down the stairs to get me. Then just as I was about to take off....BOOM! She grabbed me.
Oh man, that was humilating. My plan didn't work. I guess humans are to smart. They know exactly what to do. I think I could someday out-smart one. What cha' think? I think I can do it! It can not possibly be that hard.
Someday I will. I will I tell you. I'm a smart cookie. *yawn* Ahh, I'm tired. I'll let cha' all go so I can go nighty-night. Thanks for listening!
Purrs and Meows,
Min
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