Post 3

Hi there! I'm sort of behind on this whole blog thing. I've been real sleepy the past couple of... well I'm kind of sleepy all day every day so that may not be a good excuse. Momma is going to be so upset when she finds out I'm behind. She's been complaining about how much work she has to do. Especially some Nutrient exam... I'm not sure what that is. She mainly just complained about the teacher. I think she's the teacher at least. She refers to her as Deborah. (Don't judge my spelling.) I hear every other teacher/professor as Mr., Mrs., or professor. I've heard her say she's the professor but she doesn't like to refer to her as Professor so and so. It's always Deborah.. or the occasional Debbie. She must be a tough woman cause I’ve never heard so many bad things come from mom's mouth.. I might get in trouble if I said that. And now I'm putting it out for the world to read. But you don't know who my momma is, and thankfully not Deborah. I said I'd write about life here and that's what I'm going to do. I'm pretty sure momma gave me a bath about a week ago. I was itching a lot and she thought I needed it. I was so mad. As soon as I heard that water run I froze. She knows I don't like them things! Why does she insist on putting me through that! And then she made me smell like damn baby powder.. Oh and she was oh so excited about that. She wouldn't stop sniffing me or put me down so I could rub that crap off. She wants me to be clean. But I'm a pig gosh darn it! She just doesn't understand. Wish one of you could talk to her for me. Not that that would really make a difference. She's too bull headed. I heard her mother yell at her one time (my grandmother, but she hates to be referred to as that seeing she's "too young") and mommy just yelled right back. I tried it one time, you know.. the whole learn from others type deal, and I didn't get my carrot. That was a depressing night.