Mum bought me this pink flamingo thingie. I hope she didn't expect it to stay in one piece. The thingie has feathers -- how can I resist tearing it apart? Don't tease me and expect me to keep my claws in and my mouth closed. These teeth are made for tearing, baby! These claws are made for scratching. The pink flamingo thingie ended up in several pieces all over the house. I wonder when I'll get a new one?
She reckons I'd run away if I saw a real flamingo. It's worth a try, I reckon.
your mate, dorkus.
2 comments:
Don't bogart that flamingo, Dorkus! Looks addictive. *BG*
LOL. This is a great pic!
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