Runned Away

So today I was bad, and I runned away. So Mama said I needed to blogs about it to makes me understand why I dos what I dos. She was weal tiwed last night but couldn't sweep. And I wanted to pway, not sweep because I sweeps awot. But she didn'ts wants to, so she got angwy at me. So I cwawed her. And she popped my booty. And I said "oww Mommy!" and got upset and hided under da bed.

So den I was so sad I stawted to cwy. And she yelleded at me because she said she wanted to sleep and I was loud. So I cried more because I upseted mama. Den Mama asked me to come cuddle, but I was still mad at hers so instead of cuddling I jumped up in her face and bit her nose. She called me b-a-d....I dont like that wowd....

So finallies she gets to sleeps and den someone beats on the doors dis mornin'. And i'm scweaming Mama! Gets up! Someone's hewe!!!!!! And she's not doing anything. She just laying there like she dead. And i'm like MAMA GETS UP NOWS!!! And she finally looks at me and I jump on her and scream "MAMA DERES PEOPLES BEATIN ON DA DOORS!!!"

She gets up, puts on a wobe and opens de door to see Jennifew Teetewr outside wid Lucy da demon cat who has taken over parts of my house. And I say, oh nos you not sittin dere pettin dat cat and not me! And I gets pissed and fly down da stairs. I made them look for me for an hour and a half while I ranned around. Then just as they got back in the door and I saw it close, I bawked weal weal loud! I said HEY GUYS I'M BAAAAAACK!

They was puzzled how I was so mawvellous at hiding myself until just da moment they gave ups on me. Oh well, I got a yogurt cup because mama said I looked vewy hot. I was hot. I had beened outside, duh.

Den she lefted me for da day. She leaves me all da time. nots my faults nasty peoples don't want me wid her all da time. I wanna be wid her and dat's what should matter. dey lets other puppies wound....just cause dey's blind peoples and stuffs. she coulds be blinds! she coulds wear sunglasses all day and pwetend that I walks for her. But dens when I peed on stuffs she'd actually see me and get angwy...bad plan, Baiwee...Bad plan...

I digwess. Mama just does not give me computer access too fwequentwy anymore. I shall fix it. She gotta get back to bloggin for me. I are da bloggin baiwee! My pubwic misses me. I just knows it. Do you miss me pubwic? Pwease, tell me you miss me! Comment bewow and say Miss Mama you must blog for baiwee much more often as our lives are not da same widout him.

And maybe, if you'd lucky, she'll make a VLOGGING baiwee episode dis weeks too.

Oh wells. Nighty nights! Hugs and Kisses from da Baiwee.