Timing is Everything

So last night, 'round midnight or so, I got Fishie out. Usually, after we're done playing with him, Mom puts Fishie away somewhere so she can always find him when we want to play. But last night, while we were playin', I tucked him away in a secret place and she didn't know where he was. So anyway, 'round midnight, I pulled him out of his hidey place and played and played.

See the thing is, Fishie has a little bell on his nose. It's not a big bell, but it's just big enough! Mom got outta bed and came to find me and picked up Fishie and put him away. But she said I could play with him again tonight.

Also, my Mom found an old camera that she thought was lost, and she's soooo excited 'cause she says they make better pictures than the one she's been usin'. Somethin' about mega-picnics.


See, even Fishie looks better!

Fishie

This is fishie.

Fishie is my best friend. Well, next to Mom.

Tonight we played and played. First I had to get him out from his hiding place.

Then, we both had to get ready for action.


I brought him out to the middle of floor...


And smacked him around a little... Just for fun. He likes it, really he does.


Then he got his dumb string caught under the couch. Stupid string.


I had to work really hard to get him and his string loose.


Then, we were both just so tired we had to rest. But I was thinking about going at it again...


But Fishie had to hide because my dumb old brother Max came in the house and Mom said Max would EAT Fishie! Eat! Fishie! Ack! So I took a nap instead.