Moonkey's Lafe

Mein Vogel is going to Deutschland. We enjoy Deutschlernen. I say "vogel". bitte. katz. hund. fleisch. amo. tante yaneen. Vogel says: "archloch. katzen. "mein heisse justin." Ich nicht esse." mather says it is all tarrible. at work they said to Vogel: we can enjoy a going away at the restaurant Hallo Berlin, the wurst place in town. so mother put on blue pants and an "interesting" white blouse. she went and had Bier, wurst, schnapps, Bier. Vogel said look at this poster fram werk. Vogel said his chest muscles look big so he "felt" happy. he has narcissism. mather and i will say with the flees. we will have tha best time and enjoy more closet space.

I felt happy. I felt "frustrated" becawse I couldn't not chace Cempar on the lawn. I felt tired fram walking. I felt satisfied to be home. I felt tha flees are better.

This is lake Fill & Sebastian however it is Irving Farm. I lave it here. Why? becawse I drank kofi? no! I eet crunpbs. Mather drinks. however, that man is NOT fother. i do NOT know him. he had no good krumps neither. i licked the ground everywair underneath him and thair was nothing. The end!

everybady ken see wair Mine live in MINE haus. i have: shelves, beds, duvets, towels, chairs and fleez. it is a terrible feeling wan they live on me. i scratch and take poison and i take boths. no. they stay on me. mather and fother sprinkle magic powders and vacuum and wash. no. they stay on me. my lard i am feed up with it. i kud enjoy killing all fleez always and wairever. pleez send anti-flee prairs. MINE fother naps. this is GRATE lightening for a foto amoo, i am looking outside nine-yo, then i lok at mather (i do NOT remember spellins) these are "toys, leash, hardnesses"

he is a silly wittle wabbit. he has sideways legs and one armed bandit. yesterday, i did NOT see him. Mather went out with nana. the boys (fother and button) went out together. we had a WANDERFUL date. we went to central perk and storage unit. wan i came home, mather had dinner waiting. grate. then i went on hot laundry pile. mather looked at me and funny, pinched me, callt fother and they said he hast fleez. i dont care anymore. let them come. i am tired.

I am NOT allowed to post photos now becawse ninja said no more. therefore, i must always type all the time. it is exhawsting and bizzy.  i felt "exhawsted" wan i arrived to MINE home. it felt hot. it felt humid. then MINE fother came home. i felt vairy happy and excited. then i went outside with him and i felt "MINE lard it is too hot. i must go outside to the backyard by ninja and amo NOT out hear. this is tarrible." then the next day fother took me to see MINE kusin Campert. he is cute. i had to walk outside again in terrible whether. i felt tarrible. then mather went to "work". i felt i mist her. i wondered wair amo and ninja went and why they wont come home agin and why amo wont make me call-ee-flour. the next day felt lake tarrible hot whether and then storms and rain and then zoey. for dinner yesterday, i ate samon. i ate potato. this is good news. today is beeutiful day. i had a long walk with papa and i found a lavely sun patch. wat a grate day!! l

This is wair I cleen pampkin fram mine beerd after brekfest.

I threw up mine burger on main street wair they have fine shops.

I ate el dente in pedal-loom. Then today I hiked and went to beetiful calistoga. I am waiting at the picnic table now in st. Helena for mein vogal (that meens Fother in Germany) to bring me gods famous burger.