Dear Mommy-
How can I even begin to explain the terrible incident that occurred at 5 AM this morning? I knew I was in trouble because not only did I wake you up with the loud thumps but also because of what you discovered once you came downstairs. In my defense I think I made bad choices this morning due to the over excitement of the Super Bowl last night (that half time show really revved me up). Mommy I am really, really sorry I discovered the cats litter box "waste container" (and the bad choices I proceeded to make after finding it). I don't know what possessed me to pull it across the kitchen floor, pry the lid off, then proceed to eat then scatter the cat litter/poop everywhere. I am sorry you spent twenty minutes on your hands and knees scrubbing the floor and cleaning everything up. If it's any consolation my belly really hurts now.
Always,
Lola^-^
P.S- I saw Izzie laughing at me whenever I got into trouble so I told her she can't come to my birthday party (because I turn 1 years old next month).
P.S.S.- Tell Matt I am sorry too...I ran away from him (down the cul-de-sac) last night despite the fact he had pepperoni treats...I just cannot resist running through the dark. Please also tell him I am sorry I made such a mess as I know he spent a lot of time mopping the kitchen floor yesterday afternoon.
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