(My aunty Lynne telling me how sorry she is about the rat!)
Well Papa thinks that there are rats underneath our house that have eaten our Internet cord and so we can’t get out or in today and I’m hoping this will get to you through some other means, namely my kind neighbor and aunty up the street, Lynne.
So this blonde will be short and sweet because my policy don’t do well on a tiny telephone keyboard. (Makes no sense, right?)
And that’s dictation for you—I was trying to say:
This blog will be short and sweet because my paws do not do not do well on a tiny telephone keyboard, haha!
Now just for fun I’m going to dictate in English but push the French button instead:
Ils ont fané minutes dès que t’as gagné wesh wesh Winnie plus je t’ai pas donné tes FREE NOW était une fois le to rock!!!!
Oh boy! This funnin’ around with dictation could go on all day so I better sign off, and besides I think they’re going to ask me to go under the house to look for the rat…arrrrrgh!
Hey, it looked like spaghetti to me, it’s not MY fault…
OMC! Rats??? You need to get out there and put an end to them.
MOI? What do they look like anyway? Don’t want to attack the wrong thingy.
Oh my goodness, you should rest and hire it done!
HEY, I am NOT going after rats. Period.
Oh dear – I hope your connection gets sorted out soon, and the rats keep away, Loulou.
Well, papa ingeniously strung a long telephone wire from the TV to the phone outlet and voila! Netflix, yay. But we still need an electrician….
OMG – Loulou, do you think that could have have you so ill a few weeks ago? That’s what happened to Sassy, our New Orleans cat (who later became French) – River Rats ! They made her sick – since they bite and carry disease. Mama once had a pet rat from the pet store – but that’s a different thing – and he was adorable. Oh my. Keep us posted! Not as bad as the alligator Miss Josie had under her house though – but that’s another story……
Alligator??? Rats? Pythons are probably next, haha.
I hope you don’t have a rat.
Well, I am NOT going under there to check on it.
LouLou, I think you are right not to want to confront a rat. That kind of face off is only for experienced barn cats. Or doggies. Maybe Mya could help.
YES, MYA–COME HOME!