Honestly, that Hart is such a girl.
He screams like a Sally whenever we have a dust up, even though I don't even hurt him at all.
Consequently I always get yelled at to leave Hart alone when really he is the one who starts all the fights around here.
After our last brawl, Bernie took both of us aside and we got a little "Come to Jesus" talk about our behaviour.
Hart and I both promised to stop fighting and to be good friends and buddies from now on.
We promised to share and share alike.
So things are back to normal around here now.
Monday, April 28, 2008
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7 comments:
That's nice that you called a truce!
For cryin' out loud! I was snoozing happily in my safe little spot under the bed when Treater's bustin'-out-loud laughter woke me up. Of course, I had to check things out, and here I find her laughing at you boys and your silly behavior. Grow up!
This was the second time she woke me from my nap this morning...silly thing. She was pulling the curtains open and knocked down the entire curtain rod! Sheesh.
Let's see if the third time really is a charm. If you need me...tough! I'm taking a nap.
The expressions on your faces during your "talkin' to" is too funny!
That's nice that you guys kissed and made up!
Keep your claws in Tiggie!
It's nice to meet you guys!
Truce's are always the best idea!
Tigs, you are such a brat! Get your paws out of Hart's face!!! How rude! Truce indeed!
I think you guys would have been fine if you weren't provoked!
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