Once again, we ain't bein' treated right. Mommy is mean. We worked real real real hard today to make this house look better. Did mommy 'preciate it? NO! She fussed at us for it. Now I want you to be the judge...take a look at these piktures and see if you don't agree with us that we made things look a WHOLE LOT BETTER!
Here's how the dinin' room (that nobody has EVER dined in) looked when mommy leaved the house this mornin':
As soon as mommy leaved, we got to work to put our "stamp" on the place. It just don't look right like this. Mazie started scopin' things out since she's our spiritual advisor...whatever that means. So, we worked and worked and worked and worked. And here's the masterpiece we come up with:
Don't it look just perfect now??? You won't believe how hard this look was to achieve. I mean, do you have any idea how hard it was to knock...I mean, place the lamp perfectly on the floor without it tippin' over? And, we had to git the lampshade off, too...(we also had to keep it away from Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves, III....he still was drunk from last night's NIP and wanted to wear the lampshade on his head!)
I want everybody in the world to know that mommy fussed at us for doin' this. Now that just ain't right. A good mommy would never do such a thang.
Mommy sucks.
Very truly yours,



