Do you remember me?
I'm Bobby Lee.
No one answer me.
I'll quit.
It's Mom's fault though.
Mom: "I'm sorry, Bobby Lee. I have been busy, so I couldn't help your blog."
Mom: "Let's go back to the start point and start again!"
No one see my blog anymore.
Mom: "Hey, I'll help you now. Cheer up!
Mom: "I'm sorry, but I have to go now. I have to watch Olympic now."
Mom!
I can't believe such a nasty Mom.
Papa: "Bobby Lee, she has to see Nadeshiko Japan. Forgive her."
I'm mad. I'll kill this stupid duck.
Hey, Bobby Lee,
ReplyDeleteI'm still here and I have not forgotten you. I check every day or so to see if you have a new story up on your blog. I know your people are busy now. I love your photos -- I saw you swimming a tremendous distance. I was very impressed but shocked too. No life vest. I was worried about you. Also please be very careful in the street or going out your front door. My person sent you a package with some toys. You are a lucky boy.
I love your yoga pose. You're not just a good dog but a great dog. And very very funny too.
I have some new friends on my street -- Stella, who scares me a bit, Posy Puppy Seaton, who can't play with me yet because she does not have all her shots, and Scout, who is a funny-looking dog but a nice boy, I think.
Lots of love to you, big boy,
From the Bad Boy of Middlefield
Dear Jimmy,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the comment.
I knew that you are my real brother.
I love your picture at your Mom's bathroom!
A lot of love from Tokyo,
Bobby Lee