|Me and Big Mean Kitty|
We were just being real cool, chilling out and enjoying some quality time together.
|"Isn't this great, Big Mean?"|
"Yeah... hey, look. There's your mom. She should throw me so you can chase after me."
I don't want to imply that he was trying to get me in trouble or anything ...
|"I'm still not allowed to run, Big Mean."|
"Oh, come on. One little chase! I know you're already walking to the corner with Zim! Lemme up."
|"Shh! Don't get me in trouble!"|
"I heard you chased Zim through the living room this morning..."
That's when I remembered Mom was standing right there.
|"Shh! Keep it down, Big Mean!!!"|
Then I realized he wouldn't say anything to my mom. Not really.
In fact, Big Mean doesn't have anything to say out loud any more. I ... err ... well, let's just say his squeaker doesn't squeak any more. He's still tons of fun, though.
Do you guys have a special toy friend that you tell your secrets to?