No boots for the four-footed friend

I have an old friend.

I haven't seen him for almost two years ... 

But I like him and I'm checking his mom's blog everyday.

And I found this.

I want the cool shoes!

He looks cool, doesn't he?

I asked Mom to buy me the same shoes that he has.

Mom, please buy me the same shoes.

I need them for walking in this asphalt jungle!

Mom: "You don't need them. We don't have money to spend on you anymore!"

Please buy them, please!

I'll work hard.

Mom: "No way, Jose!"

Papa, you'll buy me my shoes, right?

Papa: "I don't have any money. Ask Mom."

Mom: "We don't have money."

....

I really thought about running away from home.

But even for that, I wanted to have shoes.

Walking barefoot sounds barbaric. Like a beast! 

Papa, please buy them for me, please.

Papa: "I'll buy them for you if I have money, but all money in this house is managed by Mom. Sorry, Bobby Lee, I have to clean this air conditioner since we can't buy a new one."

I didn't want to ask Mom since I knew that she wouldn't say yes.

I wanted to became a rich man's boy, but reality is hard to change.

So I finally decided to borrow the shoes from Mom.

Mom, can I borrow your shoes, then?

Mom: "Of course!"

Okey-dokey...

Mom: "What did you say?"

Nothing, Mom.

Papa, put it on my foot.

Papa: "I'm sorry but how?"

I can't believe Papa!

He didn't know how to put the shoes on me!

I'm depressed.

I don't need anybody!

I'll put them on by myself!

It is quite difficult ...

Maybe this way?

Or this way ...

I can't!!

I don't like you!

Mom: "Bobby Lee, sweetie, I'll put them on you."

Are you sure?

Mom: "Yes!"

OK, Mom, then, please.

I said so, but I didn't expect very much from her.

BUT!

Look at me!

How is this!

Mom: "You look great!"

I was so happy!

But after a while, I found out that they were too big and only two are not enough for me.

Papa, I need two more!

Papa: "Do you want my shoes?"

No, I want the same ones!

Papa: "Bobby Lee, I'll tell you the truth ... You look like a circus clown."

I tried to walk with them even though he said that, but then I realized that Papa was right.

I gave up and I decided to ask Ton-kun next time to give me a set.

He's a nice guy ... I think he will ...

That's my dream shoes story.

End

My misspent youth

Mom, what's that?

Mom: "I think that's you, boy."

Papa, that's not me, right? 

He seems like a lazy puppy.

 

Papa: "I think that's you."

Oh, no! Are you sure?

Mom and Papa: "Yes, we're sure."

******

Hi, Old Bobby Lee, I'm pretty cute Bobby Lee.

I'm nearly 3 months old.

Do you have any complaints about me?

Old Bobby Lee: Are you really Bobby Lee?

Yes! My name is Bobby Lee. Now, I've become 3 months old.

Old Bobby Lee: Then show me some proof.

Puppy Bobby Lee: Proof? I have a bone that you liked.

Old Bobby Lee: Every dog has a bone. You're an impostor!

Puppy Bobby Lee: Mom is holding me. Hello, Old Bobby Lee.

Mom, what's that?

He's on your lap!!

Mom: "That's you."

Puppy Bobby Lee: I'm in Papa's arms now. You can't do that, can you.

That because you're way too big for them!

I feel gooooood!

Old Bobby Lee: "What's that?! Why are you holding that stupid puppy, Papa?"

Papa: "That's because you are so sweet."

Old Bobby Lee: I don't get it.

Can you do this yoga pose, then?

Puppy Bobby Lee: Yes, not only that but I can but also fit in the place!

Puppy Bobby Lee: Look at me, don't you remember this orange suit?

Old Bobby Lee: "That's mine! I liked that! 

Puppy Bobby Lee: I swim like a fish! Can you?

Old Bobby Lee: "Of course! Why are you asking me? I'm older!"

Puppy Bobby Lee: I like this pink pu-pu pig very much!

Old Bobby Lee: "That's my favorite!!! You killed the pink pu-pu pig!"

Puppy Bobby Lee: "You did!"

Puppy Bobby Lee: I love swimming with Mom.

Old Bobby Lee: Me too.

Old Bobby Lee: Can you do this?

Puppy Bobby Lee: You look really funny."

Old Bobby Lee: How about this?

Puppy Bobby Lee: "Oh no. Aren't you afraid of Mom? You are brave!"

Old Bobby Lee: Mom? Of course not. I'm a strong man!

Mom: "Oh yeah? Let's talk later Old Bobby Lee."

Old Bobby Lee: I can steal meat from the counter. How about you.

Puppy Bobby Lee: No, I can't reach it.

Old Bobby Lee: Mom says that my face hasn't changed since I was you."

Puppy Bobby Lee: Show me up close.

Old Bobby Lee: No, I don't need your opinion, I'm a cool strong adult and you are a little cute pretty pretty puppy.

 Puppy Bobby Lee: Well, if you say that you are cool strong adult, you must be able to down the stairs, right?

Old Bobby Lee: Well ... I ... I think that I want to 

end this conversation now.

I have to leave.  

Puppy Bobby Lee: I see. I should think about my future seriously ...

Old Bobby Lee: Hey, you. You don't have to worry your future.

You'll have a happy happy life with Mom and Papa even though you can't go down the stairs.

Puppy Bobby Lee: I'm glad to hear that.

Uuuu, I'm tired. Talking with puppy made me really sleepy.

Good night, Mom and Papa.

Zzzzz ...

How to Handle Women

Ladies and Gentlemen, today is a very important day.

 It's my birthday!!! Woof!!

Mom: "What did you say?"

Heh-heh, just joking, Mom.

You have no sense of humour.

Boom! It's Mom's 35th birthday, right? Mom?

Mom: "That's right."

What do you want from me for your birthday, Mom?

Mom: "Well, I wanna see that!!!"

Mom, oh, no! Do you really wanna see that?

Mom: "Yes!"

OK ... If you say so.

I'll do anything for you ...

Here you are.

Happy Birthday, Mom.

Mom: "Uhhh, I love this pose.

You are so cute.

Can I smell your cute paw?"

Mom, I think ... I'm afraid to this, but I think that you are a bit of a pervert.

But it's OK. I love you.

Smell my paws as much as you want.

Mom, did you finish?

Can I move now?

Mom: "Wow, I love your yoga pose indeed and I like your smell so much!"

"OK, You can move now. Thank you very much for your birthday present."

Mom, is this you?

It seems like you, but this has no winkles!

Mom: "Bobby Lee, that's why you can't have a girlfriend!"

Mom, what do the numbers mean?

Mom: "You are really terrible."

"Don't open your mouth, please."

Mom says so ...

Papa: "Bobby Lee, let's celebrate her 35th birthday, heh-heh."

I don't get it.

Mom: "Bobby Lee, thank you very much for your yoga pose."

"Do you think that you can get this for the reward?"

Yes.

Mom: "Oh, this is not good for you. Sorry."

Mom: "OK, I'll give you this tiny little sweet blueberry for you."

Snap ...

Mom: "Huff, I can't eat anymore cake. I'm stuffed."

Mom, I can help you.

Mom, I can eat for you.

Mom: "No, you can't. I'll finish."

Mom: Snap.

(And the cake's gone.)

Papa, I can't believe that the such a mean lady is my Mom!!

Papa: "I know the feeling, Bobby Lee. But we can't win against her."

WHY~~~

Let's disobey her!!!

Papa: "I tried many times. But the situation never got better."

"I know her longer than you."

She ate the whole cake, even though I let her smell my paws.

I can't forgive her!!!

Mom: "I don't care if you don't forgive me, Bobby Lee."

This is the Mom's birthday's story.

Don't look at me ... I'm going to cry but I can't show my tears since I'm a man.

Mom: "Where are you?"

What, Mom.

(I somehow come to her place when she calls ...)

Mom: "I'll give your favorite treat. My lovely boy, Bobby Lee."

Can I believe this happening ...?

Mom: "I'm sorry that I didn't give you any cake of mine. But I knew that you like this rather than the cake."

"Now, you can enjoy your favorite treat. Here are more."

Snap snap.

Mom, I love you so much.

Happy Birthday, Dearest Mom.