Hullo Bailey. It's Belinda.
Yeah, I'm still heer, takin meddysin an eatin salads. In fak, I spend a wotta my time wookin for more salad an tellin off dat pesty Babby, George, who is libbin nextest door now. I want Missy to moob back ober heer! Dis kid has gotta go! He's still god dose darn berries an all he does alla day wong is tawk, tawk, tawk an twy to 'press me wif how cute he is.
I know I'm fallin down onna job ob keepin uppa web site an I'm sorry. I wosted free pounds frum bein sik an I'm twyin to pudd'em back on. I'm eatin wots ob salad - two cups ebbery day wif hay anna oat groats. Dr Doolen sed dat shuld be enuf for me to gain back alla weight I wosted, bud I'd wike more. I hab pellets, too, bud I've decided I don wike dem.
An I ged WUN stinkin Craisin a day when I take my meddysin at noon. Wun! I usta ged wike sebben or ate. At weast a mouf-full. An I run an jump an buzz an ebberyfing an wun wousey Craisin. I ged a slice ob appul at nite, doh bud I habbin't seed a nanner in ages. Dis "No Sugar" V-E-T Dr Fanders has gotta go! I do hab blooberries, doh an dose rasberries fings. Hey Guinness, is you starbed for tweats, too? Cricket? Boomer? Ms Bunns? Freckles? We all mite be biktims ob dis anti-nanner woomin, you know.
My pharmacist guy gotted a noo flabour for my meddysin called "Berry-berries" an I wike it. Gots rose oil innit. An my Auntie Irene stopped by wiffa bag ob gwape-weaves she gwowed organikwy herself. She didn't ged no gwapes, so she's gibbin me da weabes. Raised a bumper cwop ob leabes, doh, ebben if she didn ged no gwapes, so it wassn wike she wasted her time.
An Hunny, I dunno, he runned wif froot wast nite afta skerrin Maman haf to def by almost dyin by geddin himself stuck half-way outta his diggy-box. So wike, afta he'd cooled down an stawted to breathe normal agin, Dadda gabe him his appul, an Hunny ran wiffit to his hay-pile an eeted his appul dere. He hasn't runned wif froot in wike forebber. More wike scrambled wif froot, bud you gedda idea. Den he god mad at Poet cos she parked her big round Dutchy butt inna middle obba hay-pile.
Maman hadda rebuild da hay-pile dis mawnin so id is big agin. Missy is frowin her toss-toys at Beebe cos he is sucha jerk. He keeps runnin uppindownna side obba habbytat axtin her to come lib wif him an Clover so he kin habba "hare-im". Clover told Missy to come on ober ennytime an dey kin play football wif Beebe. An I god Babby heer tellin me alla time how cute he is an Mouse is ober dere yellin dat he kin kick da Babby's butt, an I can't be habbin wif dis...
So I godda wook for more food an tell off dis kid. Da fings you godda do aroun heer when you're Top Bun! (Hmmm, I fink I jut typed my blog!)
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