October 6th 2008 8:29 am
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You know, when mom first met us, she had a pretty good idea of our personalities. She thought I would be a little debbil and Manny would be laid back and calm.
Well, I am a little bit of a debbil, but I am not brave. I like to sit back and check things out and then make my move. I love my big brother Kramer and I love my mommy. Sleeping with (on) my mommy is the best thing on earth. But again, I wait til Manny gets there first and then join in.
On the other hand, Manny IS so calm that he practically melts in your hands, but he HAS NO FEAR. He has been caught in the fridge, the dishwasher, the washing machine, he jumps up on the counters. Someday he'll get burned. Yesterday h snuck out on the balcony and mom caught him walking the railing, three stories up. He only weighs four and a half pounds.
So yesterday mom's friend came to help paint the bathroom. A nice rusty brown, she calls it. What do I know, I'm colorblind! And Manny was right in there trying to help. He stuck his paw IN the paint can and then ran. Mom went flying after him. There were brown paw prints, all over the hardwood in the living room, up the stairs, in one bedroom, in the hall, into the other bedroom and under the bed.
Mom finally caught him and soaped him down. He was like a paintbrush, You wash, more paint comes out. Mom was not amused.
But because I was so good, I got a little cheese as a treat. Manny might starve to death.
So picture what dad will say when he comes home tonight and sees their new "printed" bedroom carpet!
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