Um, hey! Hey, yeah, hey! I'm Angus. Or 'Guus. Or Goosey Boy, or Anus (they really think that one's funny and I'm not sure why), or Shebangus. Cub's loyal readers know me as The Boy. Which I am. I'm a The Boy.
Today I've had fun. Let's see, what all did I do... I peed, ate, rolled on the carpet, poo-ooped, ran, barked, dug, napped, crawled underbed, went for a walk -- whaaaaaaaaah, I love walks!!! That's the noise I make when I figure out we're going on a walk -- whaaaaaaaaah!!! Oh, and then I did some of that stuff again. Like pee and eat and run and bark and stuff. And guess what -- guess what? You know what? Tomorrow I get to have fun again! Whaaaaaaah!!! Thanks, Cub, for letting me guest blog!
You're welcome, The Boy. (A valiant first effort for a two-year-old, I suppose...ACDs can be a little ADD, or so I've heard. He certainly fits the bill.)
We're off to hang out with the thumb-havers for the rest of the evening. So, we'll catch you later.
1 comment:
Pretty funny!! I remember those days! It's been a while since I had that kind of energy. But I still jump up and holler EEEEAAAHHH when it's time to WALK!
Mom says when my sister Zorra was two years old, she ate part of the stairwell and the corner of Great-Grandma's cedar chest. She knows she doesn't need to worry about me. I don't have enough teeth to do that.
Have a fun weekend,
Amie
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