Decisions, decisions

Which ball do we play with? Rusty can't decide. Does he play with one of the FIVE (count em, FIVE) tennis balls we have laying around, or does he play with Red-Ball. Apparently, there is no contest. He plays with Red-Ball. Red-Ball got carried upstairs into the bedroom last night too at bedtime. I was carrying Red-Ball (otherwise he wouldn't have come with me) and asked if he wanted to carry it. Stupid question. Of course Rusty wants to carry Red-Ball.

So that's how it is. Tennis balls are history. Red-Ball is the bestest toy ever, according to Rusty.

Shhhhh...

Shhh... Rusty here. I broke into Mama's computer while she's at work today. heeheeheeheeee!!! I wanna know why she has to work all the time! I get bored at home by myself!

Oh-oh-oh-oh!! I gotta red rubber ball from Santy Claus! It is a Kong ball and it is the bestest toy ever. Except for it keeps trying to run away from me, so I have to chase after it and smack it with my paw. Red Ball is my new favorite toy. I will chase it and chew on it all the time. Santy Claus is the bestest! I wonder how he knew that I wanted a Red Ball. Maybe Mama told him. Or Grandma told him.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!! It snowed too!! I like snow, even though it makes my paws wet. I like to eat it. I like to eat ice too, but there isn't much of that yet. Just snow. But the snow is disappearing now. I would like some more snow, so if you know the person who is in charge of sending snow, tell them that Rusty would like some more snow please. Thanks!

Okay. I'm sleepy now. I'm going to go take a nap. Talk to you later!!

Love,
Rusty