DO I EVER HAVE TOYS LIKE THOSE? So where are they, mama?
Well, I am wondering about my good friend, Mya, and her amazing doggy bed full of wonders. Her mama found her one morning in her bed among all her toys that she had arranged nicely in her little abode! Mya, I mean, not her mama. I think she did a bang-up job, don’t you? I think my favorite is the huge rat behind her, but her favorite is an octopus that she shakes, rattles and rolls with and then gives it a nice little kiss. I think it bit the dust.
I think that’s what her mama told me.
I wish I HAD toys I liked to play with. I am stuck happily chasing a feather on a string and can’t seem to change because it’s so much fun. But I do have a rather ugly nip cigar that someone gave me but I can’t remember who and can’t thank him/her! Mama is always seeing it around and thinking it’s…well…you know, but then she realizes it’s just a cigar, haha.
Maybe I could find something a little more…er…LESS…suggestive.