Saturday MOM went to the mail box and when she came in she put the mail on the kitchen table. I knew something was different right away. "Hey MOM whats that?" "Oh, that looks like something for you from Mollie and Alfie." "Really?". "Really Really." "Can I have it now?" "Good things comes to those who wait Goosie."
Finally after 87 hours she put it on my bed.
Check that out! It say Royal Mail. This package came all the way from England. That's all the way across that big pond. So big that I bet even my buddy Bert could not swim across it.
What is in here?
The sticky part of the envelope got stuck on my tongue. But I will not be detoured.
I know, I will just bite right through the envelope. I hope nothing bites back.
I can see something.
The post office should hire me to inspect packages.
Check it out. They are called Windees. The ingredients are Beef Traohea. All I know is I heard the word beef!
Let me at it!
MOM where are the scissors? I can't open the package!
Oh this is better than scissors. "You just keep pulling MOM and I bet it breaks open."
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!
Oh yea this is the good stuff. Nom Nom Nom
Yes I think I will have another. Lip licken good.
Thank you sooooo much Mollie and Alfie. I LOVE them. I have eaten two so far and buried two more in my special bury area in the back yard. You never know when you might need a snack when your out playing in the yard. And it is a super secret spot. MOM does not even know where it is. Thank you again!!