I has lots of toys. Mommy and Daddy put them in a basket for me and the Molly.

Here I am picking my favorite floppy emu out of the basket. We founds out that it really is an ostrich, but I don’t know hows to spell that.  I don’t ever take the scary chicken or pig out to play.

I take out lots of toys and chase thems around the floor. When I’m done I lie down because they make me all tired.

Mommy says I am spoiled, but I disagree. I think I smells pretty fresh after my last water torture and I don’t knows what that gots to do with my toys anyway.