Hello! Well Ya horses can be cute sometimes and fun to ride or stuff them with lots of grass and watch them get fat... but I was never a horsey person. My family has 5 horses and I only like one of them. An old mustang with a shining brown coat and fierce attitude. Well he had another name... Niechie, or something like that. It is kind of hard to spell something that is in an alien tongue. Getting back to the point my mother and sister have disappeared to play with their horses and I am here typing to you. (I like to type so don't think that I am saying this is some kind of punishment.) I am quite happy for the silence in the house. I might be a crazy person but that doesn't mean that I am unrealistic and want adventure all the time. At my house we have a little kitten that decided one day that he should make our lives miserable.
Meet Troy. The cat.
Now you see him, what a sweet kitty. Now look at these and tell me what you see.
First he climbs the Christmas tree, which about falls over until we pulled him out of the tree.
The we find him stealing the dog's bone.
And he takes most of the dog's bed.
He also has a nasty habit of eating homework. More specifically... algebra.
When will this criminal's streak be done? To be Continued...
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