"My family is so mean to me.... they make me wear this polka dotted muzzle sometimes. It's not like I grab the hockey puck, run off and chew the Calgary Flames insignia into oblivion or something! It's not that as soon as someone drops a mitt, I grab it and run for the hills. It's just that everything is so chewy and yummy. What am I to do? I can't help myself."
"I wish so bad I could pick up that ball or that mitt, it's just right there within my grasp."
"It's so depressing! All I can do is watch."
"I can't even kiss my downed friend"
"Oh there she is! The one I love. Maybe if I try to look really pathetic, it'll help"
"It's so depressing! All I can do is watch."
"I can't even kiss my downed friend"
"Oh there she is! The one I love. Maybe if I try to look really pathetic, it'll help"
"Maybe she'll save me"
"Mommy, save me!"
"Mommy, save me!"
Isn't he handsome? Oh, this is now no longer Ditto speaking. I especially know how much my mother-in-law loves when people make the family pets talk, so for your benefit Mom, this one is for you!
3 comments:
You have to feel for Ditto, standing looking helplessly at the ball.
haha, poor little dittiot
We have special voices for our dogs ... do you?
Poor Ditto. He's mortified.
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