But you wouldn't chase her up a tree, would you, Mr Desh?
Now, how do I get to her?
Monday, 10 September 2007
You are my mother!
Oh, Mr Desh! I think I found her! My mother! She's big and beautiful and furry and warm and sleepy! I was confused - I thought she was all white but she's not. She's so BIG, so PRETTY - she's like a big, a big brown - a big Brown Bear. Yes! That's just what she's like! Oh, I found her!
But you wouldn't chase her up a tree, would you, Mr Desh?
Now, how do I get to her?
But you wouldn't chase her up a tree, would you, Mr Desh?
Now, how do I get to her?
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Ash, Ash, Ash.
You. cat.
Your mother. cat.
Bear. Tasty but not cat. Lots of good eating on a bear. I fancy me some bear.
These pills...making me...hungry....making me...talk like Shatner!
(OMG!!!! I can't believe I just now saw this!)
Ash and Deshar, I had to go to VET for LONG time, so long that aliens had these things, and they coated me in catnip and called me their leader! It was very hard to get away.I had to sleep all day and eat all I wanted and meowl as loud as possible. It took so long, just to get brushed for hours on end every day.
But I'm back now. Do you have some soup?
BB
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