Where is my friend? She looks like this picture.
Has anyone seen her?
I - sniff - I cry a little when I see this picture.
Look how soft and fuzzy and squishable she is.
Do you think she ran away because I tried to eat her a few times?
She never minded before.
And hey - where is her girl? Where's Ginnia?
It just seems like since Mom and I packed up and moved to Wisconsin from Iowa (I had to pack all my rubber balls and that Singamajig they never let me eat)
since we packed up and moved, we are missing...something.
What is it again?
Ooooh yeah. Essie. And Gin!nia.
Hey Essie, it's me! RARRFF! Can you hear me?!
Eears to Essie...
are you reading me?
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ReplyDeleteSo, you were on your way back to Iowa in search of me, weren't you Essie, dear? You little snickerdoodle you! Glad you changed your mind and returned safely to your person, Virginia Annie. She would have missed you terribly, and probably have been SO unhappy without you.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I'm not anywhere near Iowa, my sweet, tasty kitty cat. (i so miss munching on your ears) No, no, no...I'm in a place of wonder called Wisconsin. Getting used to new barks and sniffs. So far I'm lovin' the new digs.