|He says he is Fozzie...looks fuzzy to me.|
Mom says I cannot nom him, but he squeaks and everything!! And I say: You is Fuzzy! And he say: No, I be Fozzie. I is confused.
Speaking of confused, the package delivery man left something on my door that has left me quite puzzled. I thought it might be some noms or something, but it was this:
|What the what?|
What does this be?!?!?
|This is some weird trick...has to be.|
A cage?!?! What for?
|What could fit in here??|
Mom says it is not a cage but a "crate". Hmm...it is not an Anna size cage-crate...
I looked over the mail label thingy but got no clues.
|A giant, elaborate squirrel trap??|
I'm just going to sit here and look at it and think...what does this be for? Mom said I will know within the week, then laughed. I does not have a good feeling about this...