Nov 04 2008
Beautiful Fall Day
Yesterday was a beautiful day in the 70’s. Mom and everyone were saying that we were having an Indian summer. I don’t know what that means, but I know it was so nice outside and we went for a walk. Hardly any trees have leaves on them. The leaves are all gone. I have to write about a few things today, because my mom and dad won’t stop talking about voting. I can’t do this thing, but they are going to go and one will vote and one will hold me and then switch off.
I don’t know what it is that they think is so important that they have to hand me off, but I guest I will learn some day. I think I am going to go for now, but I am coming back after mom and dad go vote. I will tell you what they do because I can hear them and they do not know I am listening. Dad and mom are going to look at a new apartment that allows me and the animals. I wish that it didn’t allow those cats.
