200 short and happy days I been right here where I not just wanna be but where I posed to be... in this home wif this Mama!
And we shmuggle extra special and long this mornin on a counta the Mom count days and find joy in moments just like the Luke!
(I got special Buddy biscuits wif breakfast shhhhhh... don't tell the Bleu on a counta he can't have none on a counta he got al-urgies... and the Mom she say don't let him smell your breaf so I didn't...).
Monday Mischief - * Whatcha doing under there, Timber?* * Nothing, Mom - just resting.* *Are you sure you aren't up to some mischief? * * Why would you think that, Mom...