momma made us go on a 27 mile hike on saturday

momma is like a drill sergeant now. all lindy and i wanted to do was go for our second walk of the morning. we didn't know it was going to be a death march. and momma kept yelling, 'come on; catch up - come on!' making us run and other stupid stuff. i did NOT sign up for boot camp. this torture must end.

this week's death count is six lizards, one baby mouse, two rats and a bird. uncle leo is making quite the name for himself in the neighborhood. all the parents think he's the bees knees; ugh, cats. speaking of uncle leo, daddy stepped on his tail today (i'm pretty sure it was an accident - daddy worships uncle leo) and leo HOWLED so loud it scared the fur off of cuda and newman. they all abandoned their friskies party mix and scattered. lindy and i took full advantage and devoured their dinner (there are starving domestic animals in other countries; we can't be wasteful).

last night when daddy asked what we wanted for dinner - steak or fish - we said both! so we had surf & turf. as long as he's taking orders, tonight i think i'd like a bacon triple-cheeseburger, hold the sauce.

uh-oh, jumbones are being distributed; gotta run.

love and lobsters,

daisy

p.s. that's lindy watching the puppy bowl. she doesn't understand that anything on tv is NOT REAL.