Sunday, April 06, 2008

I like Boxes

My parents like to shop online.
I really like it when they do. It means I get boxes to play in.
They were being mean and put the last order they received on the kitchen table...out of reach.
Or so they thought.
If there is a box in the area, I will find it, have no doubts. Ok, I know you are thinking that this box looks a bit on the small side for me to fit in. It doesn't matter WHAT size...I like boxes. As long as I can fit my cute little butt in it, it's all good.

I have even taught my mom to leave me alone when I get on the table. Back in the day...before I had her trained...she would try to shoo me off of the table.
Can you imagine? Seriously, what was she thinking? No one can tell Meg what to do.


Friday, April 04, 2008

Damn boys!!!!

Why can't my brother just leave me alone? WHY? I just want to sit and mind my own bizniz, but hell no. Jack has to keep being a dillhole and has to keep trying to 'play' with me.
I am Meg...I don't 'play'. I am above that kind of thing. I 'survey' my kingdom..I don't have time for frivolities like playing.
When will that fat orange fool learn? I don't know what to do. I growl at him. I hiss at him. Nothing..he is still on my butt wanting to play. He is relentless.
What is a girl to do?
I just want to sit in my condo and chill, and look at what I have to put up with.

~The Meg