So I sent my Momma an email at work cos hers is working so late this week, and wesa in our beds when hers gets home at night. I asked her if we could go to Long John Silver's the SEAFOOD PLACE for lunch on Saturday. Hers replied but first her asked me what the hey I am doing on the computer and how did I figure her password out, and then hers broke my little heart by saying No Long John Silvers cos hers has to work on SATURDAY!!!!. BUT hers could bring home frozen fish sticks for supper. WHAT FROZEN FISH STICKS HOW GROSS!!! But that is EXACTLY what hers did.
I was so mad that I gobbled up my share, and Maggie's share, BUTT at least I was smart enough to know Stella Rose would have killed me, if I touched her food. THEN I had a huge belly ache!!! Momma gave me some pepto bismal along with time out to my bed. I was in trouble for being a piggy pug.
I tossed and I turned and turned and tossed and finally I fells fast asleep.
First I dreamed of my Sweet Liberty and then I dreamed of my friend Sweet....cough..cough Puddlesbut onlys hers had a PARROT body and hers was sitting on Frankie's shoulder.
I tried so hard to wake up but I just couldn't. I was trapped in this dream or was it a dream????? All around me was fog in the air and when it cleared ...here I was on a pirate ship in a crate, I was SHOCKED, and STUNNED, and I faught oh NOSE my MOmma has shipped me off to military school, and Frankie the Pirate is escorting me , BUTT then I looked around some more and realized I was captive, in a cage that I fink Murphy and Stanley had built, heading out to sea...far away from my momma!!!!!!
I was stunned and my brain was turning wif reasons.... Was this an elaborate plan to sell me to the highest bidder??? AND what was puddles doing sitting on his shoulder???
So finally I got tired of wondering and I Hollered LOUD over to FRANKIE about what he was doing wif us? Frankie said he had heard that I was a gluttonous little pug and I ate all the fish sticks so he decided he needed to give me a time out I would remember! I was shocked, this is not the Frankie that I know and love....and then I asked him, why Puddles was a parrot setting on his shoulder and he said he didn't Nose the answer to that, cos this was my dream.
WELL I toles Frankie right then to get me out of this crate, and take me back to land. Frankie said the onliest way I could get back to land, was if Isa swam!!!