I fink I god my strands messed up. Oh well. Kountin was nebber my strongest point.
Maman's mawmie is sik. She don wike Our Warren. In fact, she doesn't fink to highly ob Maman, eidder, which makes it hard for Maman to deel wif her. She is berry owd. Older den Hunny, ennyways, an she won't go toda hoomin vet when she needs to, an Maman is ushually onna losin end ob dat argumint an den Dadda hasta step in an say sumfing. She wistens to Dadda cos he issa man. I dunno how Maman's mawmie finks, cos its nod da way I do - seems berry odd to me. Bud dat's why Maman issn't feelin too good, I fink, cos she is "swessed oud" as Dadda calls it. All I know is dat da salads are wate.
Ennyways, wike I was tellin you aboud Mouse anna air condishywasher anna lektrick sokit an all... I'm going to go back to tellin you boud'dat cos dat's sumfing I unnerstand.
So da Lad had alla stuff to fixa sokit cos Maman had gone to da "Guy's Store" (which is whut she calls "Home Depot" cos it is fulla guys in pick-em-ip-trucks). So he comes innu da Bun Room an hassa wook atta job. Bud to do dis, he hasta moob a few fings.
Now cos dere is eight ob us, dere issn a whole lod ob extry room inna Bun Room. We god a wotta habbytats an widdle hallways b'tween dem so dat we can walk up and down an all. So in order for da Lad to moob Mouse outta da way, he hasta moob Luckie-Bun outta da way, bud to do dat, he hasta moob Missy an she panicks ebberytime she hasta be moobed. So da idea is to moob Luckie wiffoud habbin to moob Missy.
An don, whutebber you do, bump innu da Owd Folks, Hunny an Poet, cos Poet will just lose her mind an Hunny will ged all disoryented cos he has trubble seein an heerin. Maman says his eqwell-librium isnn' too good, eidder.
Da Lad decides dat he shuld moob Luckie UP an den OBER an den innu da hallway outside obba Bun Room. But do do dat, he hasta make it so dat she won't be 'vestigated by da cats, who hab a cushon to wie on inna hallway. So he heebed da cushon ober da bannyster an pudda gate up accrosst da stairs. Dat stopped da cats.
Den he went to pick up Luckie-Bun's habbytat wif her innit.
Well, Luckie-Bun finks dat enny hand comin innu her habbytat hassa tweat innit an she furst snuffles da hand an alla da fingers to see where da tweat is. She wikes to gedda fingers apart so she can snuffle between-a-fingers, too, cos you nebber can be sure datta hand is totally emptee until you habba rilly good wook. At weast, dat's her theory.
So wile da Lad has her up inna air, Luckie is snufflin his fingers dat he has poked fru da habbytat. When he didn't pull his fingers up to wet her snuffled unner dem, she decided to moob his fingers up herself: she bited him.
Well, hokay, he yelled, bud he didn't dwop her or ennyfing, cos Maman was standin rite dere, wachin.
So Luckie is determined. She bites his finger again to see if she kin pry it up to hab a wook unnerneaf. So he yells again. Bud he don dwop her.
By dis time, he has her almost outta da door.
So Luckie finks dis sucks. She can't seem to ged him to moob his fingers. But dis issa determined rabbit.
She gwabs hold ob his fingers an stawts tuggin.
Da Lad pud her down inna hall, pulled his fingers oud obba habbytat an sed a wotta rilly bad werds.
Den he's godda moob Mouse.
Mouse's Habbytat is onna Hope Chest, as I told you bifore. So da idea here wasta moob da Hope Chest wif Mouse onnit to where Luckie's habbytat had bin. So dat was easy.
Anna Lad sed to Mouse, "Don't you dare pee on me."
So Mouse finked dis ober.
Anna Lad went to werk, remoobin da old sokit.
So Mouse is finkin.
Anna Lad is werkin onna sokit.
He geds da sokit fixed, an pwugs inna hextenshunion cord for da air condishywasher. He pushed da 'Mote button an ebberyfink werked.
An Mouse is finkin.
So da Lad puds away alla his tools, an bushes up da mess an geds it inna bag an shows Maman 'zactwy whut he did. An Maman gibbed him sum munny for doin such a good job an ebberyfing.
Den berry carefully, da Lad moobed da Hope Chest wif Mouse on it back to where it was. Den he carefully moobed Luckie-Bun (who was sulkin cos he had yelled at'ter) back to her pwace. An den he bent down to tawk to Mouse...
An Mouse finished finkin aboud it... turned his butt toward da Lad... an peed.
Weel, I fought it wuz funny!