This is Max, here.
That Shemdrick Sheba has been running my tail off sometimes. Mommy says I look leaner. What does that mean? Was I chubby before and unloveable? I was more... peaceful.
Anyway, mom went to see the Long Island Philharmonic at Heckscher State Park on Saturday and said it was great! Sang with the orchestra and clapped along and Grucci fireworks. She was still wide awake when she walked in at 11:30 p.m.
The next day, today, she and dad were like Mr. and Mrs. Martha Stewart. Ma weeded her garden until she lost about 5 pounds in sweat. Then she went to Bayport Flower House and bought a St. Francis statue that weighed a ton. She and dad had to roll it out of the car into a wheelbarrel, then roll the wheelbarrel to the backyard and then slide St. Francis into the dirt to the right spot. (Mom apologized.) He looks nice except he's right where I used to sit in when it was hot and you can't push a saint around, especially this heavy thing.
Sheba speeking:
I dunt rite as wel as Max becuz he has bin living with mom for a lung time.
Am still hape. She is nice but drinks glases of strange things like aples and spinech. Ug. Then she mixes it in our fud.
I rilly liked the canned stuf I used to get. Who cares about vitomins. (What are they aneway?)
Being carefull not to byte things that luk like wings. (dunt no what an angel is - iz it sum kind of dessert?)
The driveway is gud to run. If u dangle a cukee by the gate i will be ur friend. For ever. Sheba
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