September 26th 2008 10:58 pm
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I don't know how it happened, but I am officially addicted to my stroller. And yes, even though I am a manly-man, my stroller is pink.
I'll be the first to admit, I have never been an outdoorsy, outgoing type of a guy; I know, looks are deceiving. Also, I'll even go as far as to say that I have never been the type to be demanding either, but ever since my mom put me in this stroller, I just can't get away from the thing! I sleep in it, sit in it, and constantly ask for rides. I was supposed to share it with my chihuahua sisters, but guess what? I am always in it!! MOL!
Today at 5:30 in the morning, when my mom got up, I was meowing at her to take me for a ride! I don't know why she refused. I mean, after all, she does call me "The Prince of Egypt." Don't princes get whatever they want?? I was mad. Often times, when mom goes by the front door, I meow at her and jump in my stroller yelling, "Hey, Lady! Gimme a ride! I want outta this joint!" My whole family thinks my mom has created a "Stroller Monster."
I admit I'm obsessed with my wheels!! This is the best thing that ever happened to me since canned cat food! Now will someone come over here and give me a ride??!
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