yep, its true. we're moving to california. i hear there are happy cows there. i don't like cows cause one tried to trample me once - or maybe that was a horse. i'm not sure. all those farm animals look the same to me.
momma says we're gonna fly on a plane to get there. i hope i can sit in momma's lap in first class and have pizza. i'm gonna miss our house here even though i don't like the pool and our yard smells like pooh. i'm not gonna miss the squirrels though. wonder if there are squirrels in cali. squirrels suck. lindy and i are on constant squirrel patrol, but they keep coming back! and they laugh and throw nuts at us. if i could climb a tree, those squirrels would regret ever stepping foot in our back yard.
yesterday was a good day - we had t-bone steak in a can for breakfast and a real t-bone for dinner. i like steak, but momma says i have to go on a diet or i'll be too fat to get on the plane. momma's too fat to get on a plane. i know she weighs more than i do.
i have to go now cause the nice lady who feeds and plays with us when momma is gone is here and she gives good hugs; i need a hug.
love and flowers,
daisy
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