I wanted my own page, so I looked at Mom with my irresistible cuteness and she gave in!
If you click on the pictures, you can see me even bigger!
Mom insists I have my toenails trimmed every so often. Here's my response:
I would not, could not, in the rain.
Not in the dark. Not on a train,
Not in a car, Not in a tree.
I do not like it, Mom, you see.
Not in a house. Not in a box.
Not with a Moose. Not with a fox.
I will not do it here or there.
I do not like it anywhere!
|I have to check my pee-mail every morning.|
|Mom calls this "sitting pretty." |
(Notice how sneaky I am sticking out my tongue!)
|This is Grandpa. Mom said we won't see him again, ever. |
That makes me sad.
|This is me on my special day, Liza Day. |
It's the anniversary of when I came to live with my moms.
I wore this crown for about ten seconds.