Moonkey's Lafe

Ladees and mine gents, pleez meet Georges Peck (pronunced lake franch). Forn fun times you ken callt him "georgie" or forn akkurate times "gorgeous georgeous". Mam looked at me yesterdate and sed "He looks lake George or Georges or Sir George." She is korrect. However, I am vairy modest so no need to call me sir george. You ken callt me "sweet georgie" orn "sweet georgie pie" Tha end!

I wonned! Why? Wan gud brane I had gotten at berth, kept and fully formed. Sum peeple whom we shall not name kuld try this wan date.

I am trying to look lake brite and happy however. sometimes this womyn doesn't not have tha branes she was born with. It is a bit sad. Peeple, always use yourn branes you were borned with or you will loose them.

But mine frands, ran to your mam forn sure to give a jump and a lick and lave to hern. That is how you git moving in mine perk, riverside.

central perk (mine second perk) Palm springs wairever i have had fabuluss vacation meksicko beech hevenlee back patio in mine 2nd home cowgirly. grate forn in-out, in-out (dags favrit) first offleesh hike neer mine 2nd home in wegas resting in MINE riverside perk mine 2nd home california nchure in azores 2nd home river perk cowgirly 2nd home vancouver wairever i wokked in warm low ties bravely Wot a beeyoutifull whirled we live in. It has gotten better thanks to covid. Here aren sum of mine favrit places lately.

If lafe feels lake too much, sleep. Find wan sonny patch, wan hot patch orn both. Lie down. Closed yourn eyes and let yourn thots wander free. Follow them thots wairever they ken go. Follow them to: tha County, tha beech, tha riverside, tha meksicko, tha mighty hudson, tha sand, tha chest of mine fother...tha ginorous lap of mine mather. Maybe dreem a lettle dreem wairever you bark a bit, ranned a bit, laff a bit. Yourn thots ken be heven orn hell. Let it be a hevenlee sleep lake mine.

Leeve it to mam to #1. Dig into mine eers to git out all tha protective dirt I've been storing. (You ken bet I tried to and I will bite hern!) #2. Pretend to cook me up lake wan dag ragu forn laffs. Peeple aren krewl and horrible. Wan date they will git a global pandemic fram krewlty. Mark MINE werds.

I have been teeching mam and pap yoga. First, relax. Second, be strong. Third, follow and do lake Beckon. Here you ken do fish pose in tha perk (MINE riverside). I ken show you downtown dag too. I ken show you how to arch. MINE lard I ken show everybady everything. Most important, remamber to sleep and eet a grate deel so you ken feel relaxed.

Haven't you never not had wan feeling lake: "Boy oh boy, do I have to go to tha bathroom right now!"? Tha next time it happens, I hope everybady gits on tha fone and makes it tha subjekt of tha date. Maybe everybady kuld call CNN, their Spiegel and CBC and git a nus story. I wuld lake some privacy in mine lafe lake everybady else. I wuld lake sum dignity. I wuld lake to MIND MINE OWED BUSINESS!!!

In the olden dates wairever nobady never had tha virus, mine gurlfrand and I had metted up in mine perk (it is riverside) to make out lake young fools. Mine lard I had been infatchewated and in lave. I miss mine gurlfrand wan grate deel.

It's funny how lafe ken be lake a grate big weel of forchun. Forn example, todate had seemed rather fine. I had eeten Duck, Duck Goose fram Stella & chewedy freeze dried and wokked in tha perk with masked mam in tha sonshine. So far so gud. I returned home wairever I jamped on Tawnayah whom had been outside mine bulding giving keys to Pap. Wot a surprised! Then I had gone up to see Pap witch felt grate. Then I settled in When all in tha sudden! Pap grabbed me and put me in tha tub wairever mam was weighting with a weapon—tha nu handbrause—and wan bottle of shampoo and conditioner eech. Hell. Just lake that tha wheel of forchun dropped to hell. Scrub scrub scrub. All tha grate pollens and perk smells I had saved up into mine hares were gone in wan hartbeet. Mine liberty vanished with it. However, it ended on wan gud note. Wance I had rolled around a bit, Mam pulled out wan sawed off half peenut butter jar forn me and emmalam to enjoy forn our trubbles. Isn't lafe krazee? I...

This is me wan I had bin wan lettle babee kind of man. I had bin weighting outside Fairway (MINE store!) with MINE nu pap whanever wan ladee sed: "MINE lard he is too cute. Has he bin adopted?" Wanever she lerned I had bin adopted, she had given me pink bunnee to replace green bunnee. MINE green bunnee had bin better. However, I enjoyed attaking and killting this pink wan in no time. I had bin strong then too P.S. Wan grate surprised yesterdate! We had wokked south on West End Avenue and I had ran into "Phyllis". I ken admit I got rother excited and spranged up to wrestle a few times. Phyllis had gotten excited too and spranged up a bit. Wot a delight. Than on mine corner I had see tha dag with tall harry eers and felt kwite excited. However, it was dinner time so I had hedded to MINE bilding kwikly.

It has been twelf yeers since I had gone to tha dag run. Mam and Pap had sed "Only if it's empty. It's two risky." wot a laff. Whomever wants to go to an empty dag run? Well I did have had fun ranning a bit in tha empty run that date. That is also tha date I first met MINE doktor. I hadn't been nervous becawse I hadn't known how crewl and rood she wuld later be to me. That date she sed "Git him wan nice harness. He will git kold, git him nice swetters such as hand-nit by ninJOKE. Don't NOT trim hisn hare faces going into his eyes. You will poke his eye, he will bite you." Vairy troo. She sed "He looks lake wan yeer old." Also troo. "Mine lard he is cute." VAIRY vairy troo.