Struggled but got up my window,
Smacked s baby gate into it and a fan,
It’s hot but ok,
Instead of doing it the usual way I sat side saddle on the arm of my electric chair,
Still I got the glare,
See no afternoon snack!
No kitty cans,
Thought I’d see Penny today,
Penny has nothing to stop her Pain until tomorrow,
She’s doing pretty tough,
Boots is not all that carrying,
Not when he was thinking if Steve I bg all night!
Like Lynle Would sing ‘All night long,All night! All night long!
So I’ll go in a bit and get a few more cans.
Big baby!
Val Whitewolf 