My MilMil Tree
My MilMil is a tree.
hahahaha Just Kidding!
Now, on to my story.
This morning started off like any other. My dad was out of bed super early. Mil was out of bed and down the hall with dad. I was snugglin' my Mama. Her stupid alarm clock went off and she hit the snooze for 5 more minutes. Then, she rubbed my belly and told me how great I am. :) I love mornings with Mom.
So, Dad came down the hall and said good morning and then Mil and I went outside. Mom went to turn on the water to take a shower. Just as she was stepping in to the shower she heard Dad (who never raises his voice) yelling at the top of his lungs, "MAGGIE (Mom's name) GET OUT HERE! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!" Now, if you recall, the last time Dad yelled was the day I killed a squirrel. So, Mom knew he meant business and grabbed her hot pink towel wrap and went running down the hall.
She found us all on the back screened in porch. We were running and barking like CRAZY! She then realized there were THREE of us. WHAT?! Three? Yes. Three. Me, Mil, and THE CAT. Cat? No. We don't have a cat.
HOLY COW!!! Santa brought me a CAT!!!!!
I was so excited, but the cat did not want to play with me. The cat kept running and banging into the screen and was NOT being friendly. I just wanted to play with it!!
Anyhow, the cat finally found its way off of the porch and I was hot on its trail! Mom was hot on my trail. She was yelling like a crazy person, "SHELBY, STOP!!!!" I'm all like, "not now, Mom. I'm busy."
The cat made it over to the fence and was out of site. DARN!
My early present from Santa ran away. :( Man, oh man.
Mom and Dad were NOT happy with me. They just don't get it. I don't know why they're mad. Their early Christmas present didn't RUN AWAY!!