dear mom & dad,
i thought you would be so proud of me when you got back from dinner the other night.
i jumped up on the counter all by myself even though you moved the stools away. its like you don’t want me walking on the counter or something. then, i saw my toothbrush sitting there and decided to give my teefers a little brush.
that chicken flavored toothpaste is awfully tasty, but who knew brushing teeth was so difficult? i think i’m gonna need a new one…
you weren’t very happy with me when you got home. was it because i was brushing on the living room rug?
love & kisses,