Storm here! O: O: Sibeereeyan Husky, Morawding Raskull and Prey drive Traytor!
[mum hav made me rite the larst bit!]
Oh today we hav a rite larf!! Mum hav thort that eye woz a Murderor!! fancee that!??
I woz lying on the deck, it woz rayning... I like been owtside wen it rayn becorse The Yoorayshun she dont come out in the rayn (She iz a Gurl an it mayke her hair frizzy! and mum wont let her use the GHD's) So eye woz gettin sum peas and qwyet wivowt the yoorashun nickin my bowns and mi stuff an sittin on me and lickin mi eers awl the bloomin tyme!
Eye woz snoozing and eye heer a strange Rrrrrrrrrrr Rrrrrrrr Prrrrrrrrrr noyse! and there woz this starnge creeetcher wot was rubbin hiz hed on mee!! I fink one of the cuddlee toyz hav cum alive! I shut mi eyz and preetend to be asleep (Its a bit scareey!) and it sit on mee and it mayke a noyze like a drill!
and then it happens...
Mum cum owt into gardon and she see the creetcher and I fink she fink eye hav stowl a cuddleee toy and she showts;
and she yews that voyse wot sound like the excorsist!! (
) Dad seys wen mum yews this voyce she meens bizness! It mayk yor blud go cold!! and it meen you be very Norty or yew in dangor an must stop wot yew are dooin.... or mum hed will eggsplode!
An I am givin mum the 'Owwwwwwwww but but but Muuuuuuuuuuum!'- pitiful look-'It woznt mee! I dun nuffink!'
An the creetcher it run to mum!
An mum hav pick it up and she hav showt to dad "Its ok..no blud! its ok"
An eye fink.. why iz she not checkin mee?? The Creetcher hav littol daggers on its paws wot r like Edword Sizzor hands!! bee carefol mum!!
An the creetcher it start rubbin its hed on mum!!
An eye am finking..Bee carefol mum!! it will rip owt yor frowt!!!
An Mum is sayin " ooooh yew arr beyoootifol yes yew arr..oooh yew ar luvverly boy!" an she iz strowkin the fing!!
An the creetcher it turn and look at mee and it seyz "Nerrrr nerrrr nerrrr nerrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!"
An mum is larfin!! and she seyz, Iz this yore new frend Storm?
An I fink not bloomin likely!
An Dad has cum to see now wot is the comoshun! and mum is tellin hym that she fort I hav killed the 'cat' but the cat is my littol frend!
(agane I say not bloomin likely!!)
Hmmmmmm I am not shore abowt 'Cats'...........
This is Storm over and owt!
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