My name is Piglet and I'm a little pink pig. Well, really, I'm a cat. A Sphynx. But I look like a little pink pig.
My older brother, Grover, is a Devon Rex. He writes here, too, but don't believe anything he says.
We live in a tree house in New York City with our mom and we thank you for visiting!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Hello, hello, hello? Is there anybody in there?
Hi:
It's Grover. Listen, I'm a wee bit freaked out by Piggy being in constant communication with his planet, yet never actually getting back on that spaceship and going home.
I don't think I'm over-reacting either.
If you saw something that doesn't look like a cat, doesn't smell like a cat, doesn't feel like a cat and doesn't act like a cat, but everyone around you kept pretending it WERE a cat, and then you saw said THING in a posture like this and then the TV started to go static-y (It did! I swear!), what would YOU think?
Exactly.
Your Witness, Counselor.
Love,
Grover
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6 comments:
our the mom wants to kissy his "ittle kyoot face".
I knows what you mean Grover- everyone keeps pretending that the aliens in our yard are DOGS. but they're NOT . - Sammy
Grover you are too cute! Pig, I hope you are feeling better.
Be careful, Grover. He could have a hair-loss ray gun hidden in 'dem ears!
YODA!
Yes, Grover, you and Sammy Meezer should get along REAL well. You have a lot in common. But don't feel bad, we love you guys anyway.
Grover, maybe he's just meditating...not trying to align the planets...
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