Dis is Hermione writing my first ever postie and I am writing you a big warning...beclawse..da Mama's in da kitchen.
I haven't lived heres very long, buts I already knows that da Mama should not be allowed in da kitchen. Hers and da kitchen haves a loves hat, erm, hate...yes, hate relationshop...no, relationships. Da mama wants to loves da kitchen, buts da kitchen just doesn't loves hers back. My very ver very very big brother Glacier says that once da Mama, he calls hers him girl, lit the stove thingy on flames. Da Daddy hads to tell hers that hers was on fire. Oh, wait. No, hers wasn't on fire, the stove thing was and hers was standing right in front of it and didn't even knows. So, hers should never be allowed in da kitchen.
Well, this morning there was no mopping her...I mean, stopping hers. Hers was on a commision, um, mission and no matters hows much I pulled on hers pant leg with my very sharp puppy teethers, hers was not budging. Glacier even tried to push hers out, buts hers was defurfmined...determined. Glacier stopped trying to shove hers out when she told him "out of the kitchen" and pointed.
"No, no, Mama! no!" I was screaming, buts hers didn't hears me. "You should be getting out Mama. You are da one getting out of the kitchen! You are Lordess of the Flames!"
Buts hers told Glacier that hers was making dog cookies and him told me that hers could stay in da kitchen. I was not as sure as him was, buts he is the very very very very big brother and so I listened to him.
And do you knows what?! Him was rights!
Da Mama made dog cookies, buts hers didn't use the stove thingy, so there weren't any flames!
Best morning ever! No flames and cookies, for us! All for us!
Hers said she was using some weird defrightening machine to make them. Oh, Glacier says it is a dehydrateor not a defrightener.
What do I knows? I'm only threes months old.
I tried to snoopervise, buts I am much too short and so Glacier and Roscoe tolds me that there were some pretty yummy thingies that da Mama put in our cookies.Roscoe said him saw bankers..wait, bananas. Yes, bananas. Glacier said him saw bee nut putter, erm, peanut butter and I smelled sinn o men...Spell Check says it is "cinnamon..." And Glacier's pretty sures there was some yogurt too! Can you imagines? all of those yummers mixed togethers to make cookies just fors us?!
Wow. If da Mama wants to cook like that, and there's no flames then I votes hers kitchen privileges be re-inflated...erm, you knows what I mean.
The only pawblem nows is that we haves to wait for a long time for our cookies to be ready.
What's that all abouts Mama? I am a puppy and don't knows how to wait!
Are theys ready yets?!