“Dear Cocoa,
Are pets really that
stupid, or are they just pretending? I
awoke from a wonderful nap where I dreamt that I was a Pirate Captain on a ship
filled with gold and treasures of all kinds (like tinkle toys, etc.). I stood up and stretched, as per my routine,
and suddenly I was swept off my feet by my pet who then stuffed me into their
shirt and squeezed till I shrieked (okay squeaked). Do they really think that this is how I want
to be held? How can I teach them
otherwise?
Signed Squished”
“Dear Squished,

Signed Cocoa,”
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