Hi eberbody! Mommy says I can talk for a widdle bit. Tanks for da messages. I habn't been feewing bery good. But I stiwl sub you all bery much.
Yu guys, I don't want da chikin and wice. It tastes icky!
I don't want anyfing. Wewl, maybe a bite of mommy's food fwom her fingers - wike a bite ob her hamburger! Dat was pwetty good. But I frowed it up.
Guess what! I walked wight by da toad wast night and I neber bovered it at awl. It just satted der on da sidewalk. I'm a good girl aren't I?
I'm getting a birfday party on Tuesday. Wanna come? We're habing doggie carrot cake and sherbet (and buwwy sticks and stuff)! I dont fink I want to eat it but it wiwl be pwetty!
Bye,
Wub Tink
