i think lindy needs braces . . .

or maybe zoom whitening.

the maid came today. that makes me feel sad for momma cause i know how much she likes to clean up after us and not let anyone else do it.

uncle-franken-leo-stein is getting better, although he still has a bunch of stitches that we can see where the doctor shaved him. but he's not being held prisoner in the house anymore. that was miserable for all of us cause he howled all night.

now that leo is back outside, the killing has begun again. daddy found 3 mice since last weekend (one was in his shoe). and today, there was a live mouse in the garage who was trying to hide under momma's car. i tried to crawl under the car to get him, but got stuck and momma told me to "GIT"! i got momma to open the garage door and tried to help harry get to freedom, but he doesn't speak dog. and i think he had a toe bitten off by uncle leo; he wasn't moving too fast. he'll probably be dead tomorrow. lindy and i are saddened by all the murders; i wish we knew how to stop them or put them in jail.

we had barbecue sauce on our food last night; i don't think daddy should be giving us that stuff. it made my stomach hurt and i got the poops real bad.

cuda has been getting on the counter in the kitchen and daddy caught her. she got smacked and daddy yelled really loud. we told her not to do that, but she was being a brat. its weird to think she's newman's grandma when she acts like an idiot.

i'm gonna go now; daddy's home with chinese food. kung pao chicken is my favorite. i feel so international now.

peace and fried rice,

daisy-san