OH NO!

OK, don't get me wrong - I love my sweaters and if I get cold I'll go get a sweater and bring it to G. Then I do my best to help her get it on me. G thinks I'm so clever when it's a matter of survival. HOWEVER . . .

This Halloween stuff was silly. I put up with being a bee just to humor that crazy woman but now I'm being picked on by G's friend, Ruth. She went to visit her sister and she saw a Halloween shirt and had to get it for me. The things I do for my humans . . .

TROUBLE

I am in soooooo much trouble. Gramama made me wear a dumb bee costume and she took pictures. She sat down tonight after work to put all her pictures on the computer and then she was going to post them here on this blog. As she was checking her email I stole the little piece of plastic that was in the camera and I chewed it up real good. When G realized what I had done she was so mad she wouldn't let me sit in her lap. I think G is going to cry. It seems that she had pictures of Tyler on that plastic thingy.