Everyone gets into a dull routine if they don’t get a chance to change the scene. I could not be wearier. Life could not be drearier if I lived in Siberia. I’ll tell ya what I mean. — “Monotonous” by Eartha Kitt
Dammit, I was so happy when Mama T came home early cos I thought I was gonna get ta go out an play in da snow. It ain’t no joke out there, y’all, but I cain’t wait to gallop in it. But Mama T sittin up hea wid dat damn Kindle and her mug like she on holiday. Meantime, I gotta stay cooped up in hea cos she’on wanna go outside an she done closed da doe so I cain’t go out thru my doggy doe.
I ain’t got no problem wid snow so why I gotta be up in hea? Dis some bull, dat’s what it is. Na she yellin at me ta stop snorin. I’on say nuthin when she be snorin so why she gotta call me out like dat? She gettin on my nerves comin up in hea messin up my routine. I got things I be doin when she at work an I cain’t even do em cos she all up on my grill. Can somebody come get huh?
I’m goin back ta sleep.
Laters,
Donna
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