Tomorrow, Mom is taking me to the vet to have a haircut. She thinks I don't know, but, OH, I KNOW! Today, I've been making plans to escape tomorrow morning. She thinks she can trap me inside the house, but to do that, first I have to come in. That's the thing, I'm not going to enter for anything in the world. The problem is that I might miss breakfast, but I'll see if I can convince Prince to take out my dish just after Mom fills it.
Mom says I need a haircut because my hair is all tangled since I hate to be combed. But I don't want to look like
this again:
Anyway, I have to go now, I'm in my neighbor's computer. I still have no Internet service.
I hear the neighbor.
"HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?"
Bye!
Ola kala!
