Saturday, August 6, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Stuck
I thought it was a giant yellow Skittle, so I tried to eat it.
I can talk!
So, my mom is a Speech-Language Pathologist and she's always trying to get me to "use my words." She says I need to learn how to bark at strangers so I can function as a security guard. She also says that I'm "thief bait" because I look so cute. I'm really great at barking during my sleep but haven't mastered vocalizing while I'm awake. This squeaky toy is the only thing that triggers any movement in my vocal cords. Here's the most I've said in a long time... I'm saying "Quit torturing me. Just give me the toy so I can stop hopping around like a yelping fool."
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