February 16th 2008 1:40 pm [link
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Guess what? I am going to Washington. It's true! I think I might have won the
election. I wonder if I am President.
I go to Washington at the end of May. It is all very exciting. I had kind of
forgot to run for Congress this year but I guess my constituents remembered me
anyway. How lucky for me!
It is just a matter of time before my campaign promises are reality. I wish I
could remember what they were.
February 11th 2008 5:32 pm [link
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I am not ashamed to admit it. I love soap. I like Dove best but I'm not that
fussy. I even like shampoo. I will lick it off of anyone who might happen to be
in the tub with me when I get a bath. Mmm...soapy Spring.
Today my supply was cut off. How did it happen? I was trolling for soap licks,
like usual. There was a partly used bar of Dove in the shower. The boss ma'am
offered me a lick. She loves me, she truly does. Lick, lick, gotcha! I'm off to
the races. See if you can make me spit it out, Boss Ma'am. It slides right down
the soap hole.
So now she says, No Soap for Loo. Phooey. I was feeling so fresh, so clean...so
one quarter moisturized.
My name is Lyle and I eat soap.
February 10th 2008 9:52 am [link
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When the Boss Ma'am is not home, things go to heck in a handbasket.
* Spring sleeps in and nobody gets chicken jerky for breakfast.
* Nobody scratches my knees.
* My teeth don't get brushed.
* Nobody sings songs and adds my name to the lyrics.
* We all stay up late and get tired and cranky.
But now she is home. I am pretty sure she was gone. I think she was gone. AnyLoo,
she brought PRESENTS!! I got a squeaky pink spotted elephant from
Sergei and
Dani. The Boss Ma'am says their mom is super nice. She is the one who
brought the pink spotted elephant, so I would have to agree.
It is good to have the pack all together. My knees were getting itchy.
February 3rd 2008 6:31 am [link
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I am lucky to have smart friends.
Smart Friend
Dexter Nova Bright Star knows a lot about Space Eaters. He explained it all
to me.
He uses big science-y words, though, so I'll let him tell you all about it
himself.
"How it works, exothermically speaking, is it systematically reduces the space
of any three-dimensional geometical whatzit in which it finds itself, without
reducing the energy therein contained. Thus, an ever decreasing space containing
a constant amount of energy must needs get warmer.
And it works pretty well, too. Until you start hitting your head on the ceiling.
At that point, you'd better get out of the room while you can still squeeze
through the door. Because that room is going to get both infinitely small and
infinitely hot before you can say "Bob's your uncle."
Caution: Do NOT stop and try to say "Bob's your uncle"--get out NOW!
Your bosses must be quite insane. Perhaps it's the heat."
I knew that hot-breathed demon was no good. The Space Eater, I mean, of
course.
February 2nd 2008 7:36 am [link
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I think it is really cool to have a rodent holiday on my birthday. Groundhogs
for everyone!
I haven't seen our resident groundhogs, Spoot and Annie, yet. They will see
their shadows for sure this morning, though, so I guess that means 6 more weeks
of birthday celebrations for me. Or something like that.
In honor of Groundhog Day I posted some pictures of me as a puppy. I was pretty
adorable. I am still pretty adorable. You can also see some delicious looking
birthday cake. Mmm....cake.
Thanks to everyone who has made my birthday super fun!