Yay!
it's dexter. And I haff gud newz!
Molly the black cat--just lyke myselff--is free! She got out of the wall and is in gud helth. A nice man pullt her out sence her leggs wer stukk. All the sillee stuf lyke mice, kittenz, sardeens, and that god awfel noo age moozik didn't werk, it wuz a gud ole fashened too legger who pullt her out! I saw it on the pikkture box and meeowed with gleee!
Rehhreh cheert, too. She pikkt me up and huggt me. Effery one is goeen to visit Molly on Hudson Streete in Noo Yark Citee. I dont knoo wherre that is, sence Rehhreh doeznt tayke me on the trayn. It reminds me of Susie, so maybee itz better.
But tooday is Eester and that iz a nyce gifft for Molly's too legger. Whut a nyce theng! I heer she's eeteeng sardeens, so I wish her the besst. I preffer antchoffees. I hope the nooz keepz up with her storee. Black cats onlee get press arund Halloween, which is jusst rottin! We're more emportent than that.
Now whut is all thiss abote bunnees and eggz today? Paygen sumtheen or uther...whutever. Im jusst happee that there are sparoos nesteen in the tree akross the way and I can see them wiggel! Rehhreh keeps me away frum the windoo so I dont jump, but maybe later when she's not lookeen, hss hss hss...i'm so sneekee.
Anyway, say a whisker blesseen for Molly and Happy Eester.
(i still dont like bunnees tho.)
