Mom says she's sick and tired of me digging holes all over the yard and she doesn't know how many times she will have to put poop in my holes for me to stop. I don't know what she's talking about. Where does she get the idea that it's ME digging the holes? What about those pesky squirrels? What about Wilbur? I don't know why I get blamed for everything.
Woo is me,
Kat
