I have no idea what a blog is, but my mom says it needs to be done. So, I gave her precisely three-hours to work on it. What I don't understand is, how she can ignore me when I am so cute! After all, I brought nine toys and put them at her feet. Doesn't that mean
it's time to play? Well, she's looking at me now, so I need to go get the orange ball, because the purple one, and the red one, didn't work. Orange will get her off that stupid metal thingy with the bright rectangle. I know it!