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(Egg Chasing Sunday.)
This was a fabulous day!!!!!
My humans boiled a batch of eggs and painted
them bright colors. Snowball arrived just as they began rolling
the eggs in the garden. I jumped on Brat’s egg as if it were a
mouse. It shattered into a hundred pieces which stuck all over
my fur (I must wash later). Brat didn’t understand the game and
cried. He cried and cried until Skirt boiled and painted another
egg.
Trousers threw his egg up high into the air.
As it fell Snowball and I charged at it from opposite sides of
the garden. We both missed the egg but manage to smash into each
other.
Our skulls almost cracked just like the eggs.
It was very romantic even though it was incredibly painful. Now
I understand what the expression, ‘love hurts’ means. After that
Snowball and I sat under the apple tree and I told her all about
my plans to become world famous. She was very impressed and
didn’t mention Killer even once.
Snowball is fabulous. Love is fabulous. The
world is pure brilliant!
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