Mama thought this guy was a hoot.
He has a good idea though, if only we had a cat.
I could blame the missing balls on the cat,
the chewed rug, and all the other mischievous things
that I get myself involved in.
Second thought, nah, we don't need a cat.
I will keep fessing up to my negative actions
and then cuddle with Mama so she forgets what I did.
Woof, woof, till later,
Zoey
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