Look what a brat she is! Look how innocent Molly is next to her! Saturday, little Miss Blanche decided to run out of the house. Monique Clinique came over and we were lounging in the backyard and I came into the house to do something, and noticed the front door WIDE OPEN. Found Molly sleeping under the bed, all bleary-eyed. Blanche is nowhere to be found, inside the house.
So, Monique and I are looking outside. Monique spotted her next door, at Connie and Kennedy's. Monique observed her spraying the tree (go, blanche) and I'm standing out there like an idiot with two of her toys (b's, not m's) and her shaker container of treats. No go. She's avoiding me like the plague. Finally, Monique realizes that Blanche wanted to run back into the house but she was afraid of Monique, who was blocking her otsensibly to grab her. Monique opened the door and the little brat ran back into the house so fast, streaks of lightning followed.
So, got them both collars and nametags (including Mango). Guess what! It's Monday morning and the freaking brat already lost hers. I'm straightening the house because a girl (her name MAY be tina thompson? how weird would that be!) is coming over to see the house and it needs to look like humans live here. I may find her collar then.
Speaking of roommates, Mr. Tom thinks it'll be a good idea if he moves in. I have some seriously strong doubts, what with my hating him and all, but...Brian and Gary already told me what they thought.
Spent a lot of time with Monique this weekend. Her middle name begins with a "C" and I don't know what it is. I came up with some ideas, here's a new one: cephelapod?
Cousin Michael sent me a cute pic of me outside McSorley's, will post tomorrow.
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