THIS is what needed to be included.... somewhere/somehow into today's story: When I opened the box, I was startled to find......
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PURLOINED.... By Frankie Furter
ONCE upon a time (about 87 days ago)... I was minding my OWN BIDNESS... doing hard work around the hill... like digging holes and Gwalk A Moley stuffs... when I noticed that ERNIE was... AWOL... He was SUPPOSED to be helping me.... butt he
I went WAY UP THE HILL to the house and
BOY HOWDY.... that thrilled me right down to my paw nails.... No kid brother hanging on me while I enjoyed some SERIOUS HOLE DIGGING...and MAYBE even catch a ground mole. I was off the deck and headed to the Maple tree in a FLASH.
What I didn't know was that ERNIE was NOT Napping... he was FAKING !!!
While I was doing my HARD (butt FUN) hole diggin.... ERNIE was SNEAKING AROUND... on the OTHER SIDE of the HILL... doing stuffs he shouldn't do WITHOUT MY SNOOPERVISION...
When I finally had a DECENT Hole dug... I went back to the house... fur a
AND guess what??? THERE were Mom and Dad... and HIM... and mom and dad were all excited and going SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee and telling ERNIE what a good boy he was.
Of Course I (Frankie Furter)
There on the deck was a BOX... that I had never seen before.
Mom and dad saw ME and said.... OH FRANKIE>>>> DARLING... you will never believe this... Come over here and LOOK at what your PRECIOUS BROTHER has. While YOU were PLAYING... ERNIE has been VERY BUSY doing a FABULOUS THING. YOU will be SO PROUD of your BROTHER...
SO... I walked over and WHEN I OPENED THE BOX, I WAS STARTLED TO FIND.... A DEADED GROUND MOLE.
Ernie had DEADED his furst EVER Ground Mole.... and he did it WITHOUT ME.
WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH Whine Whimper WaaaaaaaHhhhhhhhhhh