Guest Blogger - Kirby
My mom is so busy these days so I thought I would give her a paw and write for her. Something tells me she gave me this little task just so I would leave her alone for a moment. In December I moved up here from Kansas. It seemed like it took 100 days to get here, the ride was so long. What a wonderful house I moved to! No other animals (making me the king) and all the windows and trees and squirrels. I haven't found the doggy-door to let me out, but one of these days I just might.
Now, onto that calligraphy stuff. All day long she writes....write - write - write. I sort of like it when she uses that spinny thing with the gold ink because that is fun to watch for about a minute. My favorite place to sit is on the table to the right of her, I just really don't know what she means when she tells me I can't sit there because I am covering her address lists. You would think she would rather look at me.
The only time she ever yelled at me was when I walked through her wet writing. I tried to tip-toe around it, but when you have so many toes it's sort of hard.
I have to admit, I have it pretty good here. Thanks for listening, I'm off to keep searching for that doggy-door so I can go outside....maybe today's the day!