Rippin' It Up!

Hmmm. We might have done something bad. I can't recall. I mean, I don't remember. Well, maybe I remember but I don't know. My memory fails me. You see, Sissy runs outside a lot. I know that's bad. Mom yells and chases her, and gets exasperated. That's a big word for me, but I know what it means! So Sissy LeMew is really the NAUGHTY one.

But we might have had a contest where we climbed the screen, and the screen might have torn off. I'm sort of heavy. Ooops. It happened while Mom was sleeping and took her a little while to notice. And by that time, I had moved on to shredding her vintage silk slip and trying to eat the plastic bag the dry cleaning comes in. What do you mean these aren't toys? Humph.

Uh Oh. Now Mom's saying we shouldn't be on the ironing board, ripping up the clean laundry. Actually, my sister Miss Kitty is trying to catch the on/off chains on the ceiling fan. Is that wrong?

And I finally ripped the Christmas hat off that DUMB MOUSE! Now it's not a ChristMouse, it's just a MOUSE. What do you mean, I'm not supposed to eat that? Oh, wait, I found Mom's shawl with fringe to shred. I think I'm teething... Mom found some of my teeth!

Geesh. Why is Mom so cranky all the time?

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