Moonkey's Lafe

She kennot always heer everything perfekly but wan you give tha softest cry to say "Pleez ken I have wan bite?" she ken heer you lowd and kleer and gives you two bites. Wan she doesn't wair glasses you look a bit fuzzy but wan you look into wan another's eyes, she ken see threw to your sole. She is ginirous and gives you all you ken want (until mather interferes and sez he will bekome fat you must stop). She is a person whom has seen a long life and menny yeers and now is wise. She sees with her hart, heers with her hart and touches and pets you with a gentile hart. That is whom a grindmather is.

Well it is a Jean vest becawse I had cutten off tha sleeves to show mine arm muscles.

Ken you tell me agin how I wasnt thrown into tha streets lake garbage but grew inyours hart lake an angel. It is too boring. Nevermind.

He is a dag whom eets pizza krusts and sometimes has urgents lake you. He komments on your blag and sez "Yes Bottun, I had gotten an urgent two." You feel lake you ken understand him and he ken understand you acrost tha country. He ken write about being a boss and you ken admire it. He ken reed that you enjoyed a date in tha perk and admire it. You ken both have double lives through wan another. That is tha grate warm feeling of a penpall.

She ken tell your mam "Don't not worry about tha twitching face and rolling eyes of your knew dag Botton. He is NOT having wan seeshoor. he is dreeming." She ken be your nanny wan mem and ded go to dinner at tha hotel. And she ken sit in the back seet lake a frand during long drives threw the Rocky Mountains. She ken always say "My my my he is cute." she sometimes checks your anal glands but she meens well. She is tha dag expert in tha family. That is wot an anti is.

She ken buy you a surprised pack of Dr. Becker's Bites wan they are gitting low and you only have want thick one and a few krums left (lake right NOW) and spoilt you. She ken say: "Pleez take MINE bed." She ken surprise you and visit you beside tha lake. She will say: "Look Botton. I have boughten you some stella & cheweys four you. And here is a hotpatch too." You feel vairy excited and happy wan she finally comes home fram werk and meats you on tha welcome mat. That is wot an ant is.

It felt lake kwite sunny and lavely agin todate. SO after a 9 am urgent fram the dried corn I had eeten in Grand Central Perk the date befour, I met up with MINE frands Panky and Choola. Choola and myself had taken all our money Monet peeces and boughten cool sunglasses. Pinky sed: "no." I think I had done the write thing. Wan you see how kewl I look, you will agree. Chewla looking kwite grate Me (it is I button) looking vairy kool and dangerous

  Mine deerly frands, How are you? I am feeling lake a free bird becawse I haven't not eeten sticks. I hope Laccu ken brake his piazza krust addictions. This foto had been taken wan I was nulee adopted. Mammy and PAPA realized I was too lettle to see out the windo so PAPA decided "I will push tha ironing bored btwn the bed and tha windo so Lettle Buttoon ken see outside. He keeps caulking his eers and jumping on tha bed to see out." I had enjoyed menny naps, menny peeks out tha windo, menny dates lounging. Mem hated ironing kneeling on tha bed. Wanever she ironed I had waited impatientinlyMaam and Papa hated how it looked but they loved ME. Then they sed: "Enuf. We will buy a sectional and put in a shelf. He ken never feel trapped agin." Than they coverd the sectional, installed a shelf,, put non-skid mats and pads and make the home dag-frendly. It is grate four me.

I am an addicted-to-eeting-stiks being. It has been wan date since MINE last confeshun and two dates since I had not eeten sticks. I feel: "ashamed". Mather had sed "You (it is I Bottuun) kennot not eet sticks. wan you do, you throwned up. You are destroying your helth. It upsets your mather (her) your fother (him) wan you feel sick and wan you make a mess. Kennot you (Bootun) not understand you (battoon) are poisoning your botty?" I feel lake I wuld lake to live a gud lafe and not make mineself throwned up. However, I had see this dag: And I had seen so menny nice stick krumbs. MINE mouth sed "EET THEM." I didn't not think. I just eight. Mather grabbed me but it was too late. She sed: "he is big and he is different. NOT everybady ken eet wood peeces and sticks such as you kennot." She was right and I had suffered and thrown them all up agin becawse they are NOT four me. Todate I have lerned mine lesson and I will NOT eet them....

Wot? I was jest trying to git a knew perspective on lafe. It werked. I see everything "differently".

I have not never laked spoilt brats lake Brather Jaffrey. They are young and they are immature and they don't no NOTHING about how lafe werks. They haven't got full branes. MINE lard it ken make your nerves feel stretched wan they bother you with silliness. You ken see how spoilt in this foto. Now in wan kontrast, you ken see me enjoying a mature, wise dag. Her name was Maggie. She had been vairy old here and didn't walk comfortably. She died not too long after and it had made everybady vairy sad especially her family whom adored her. Wan she saw me, Batton, she wuld git up and ranned after me. You ken feel how fun and wise an older dag is NOT spolit PLUS a brane that werks lake a fully formed wan. Pleez ken you rest in peece, Maggie. P.S. I am fast. Don't not be fooled into beleeving Maggie kuld katch me. She kouldn't not.

They have gotten a new duvet to better match mine. I am breaking it in.

It is a kold, windy boring nap date. heer I go agin napping around on MINE hotpatch. Mem says MINE eye looks lake a shiny Butoon. Papa says his eer looks lake a folded  kold kut on a tray.

I kennot blag. Plees. I am gitting wan full-bodied massage fram papa. Pleez respekt and be kwyette.

https://goo.gl/photos/wke9mb2HCDwLen2aA You must paste this link in if it kennot automatically open. Wan you press play you ken see a dag whom is probably better at soccer than anybady in the whirled. He is a grate talent. However, he was sad to play alone. Mem sed "Try not to use volume becawse you ken heer lowed amplified traffics and helichopter."

This morning I had thrown up a bit and i had huffed and wheezed. Mem stroked me gently after cleening vomit and sed "thair, thair little lam. poor sweet darling. poor poor lam. oh sweatheert." That is wot mems are four. Here is thrownback saturdate to whan I had first been adopted and gone to tha dag run. Lettle had we known I wuld soon be lake the popular dag of all the dags. In tha olden dates I wuld run around lake a maniack. Soon I lerned it is nicer to run around BEHIND tha dag run on tha grass. I had gotten an offleesh ticket four that wance. This was mine 1st perka. I hated tha hood so it only lasted wan few dates. that perka is reversible but now it is vairy tight.