Deep Thoughts, by Lyle

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Lyle's Toy Box

Funny thing about my Toy Box.  Since, oh, around August or so, it's been pretty much empty.  I sure had some great toys.  Remember my octopus?  The one with the grunter and 8 squeaky legs?  I loved it so.  Look what happened:

Leggy, how I'll miss ye!

 

 

Then I got this supercool Dirty Rotten Kitty.  I loved the Dirty Rotten Kitty.  The Dirty Rotten Kitty loved me.  He was my first cat.

we've bonded, don't you see?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then the most horrible thing imaginable happened:

If only I could save you, DRK

 

 

 

It happens to every toy.  she has no shame

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She got my Easter dog too.

Spring shares...Maebe steals.

 

 

 

I think I am living with a kleptomaniac.  She steals everything.  Sure, she seems sweet, but clearly she is full of rage.  She destroys everything she steals!  See these fun fleece bones?  We each had one.  I'm happily squeaking away, and then: "Mine."  Then yoink.  No toy, no joy.  Fluff everywhere.  So sad.

it was fun while it lasted

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I don't know what to do.  I only have one toy left.  No way am I taking my eyes off of it.

please don't leave me!