Last night was uneventful with the church kids, except the furball made a complete fool of himself. It all started when the church kids began to arrive at the house. Well of course, the simpleton had to jump up and down, acting like Tom Cruise on Oprah’s couch every time the door bell rang. It didn’t take long before dad put us both out on the back porch. I figured I’d just catch a few rays while passing the time. Not old cry and whine, he figured he’d pass the time by jumping up on the sliding glass door, I will say this for the bag of hair, he sure can jump! When the jumping didn’t work, he lost his dignity quicker then Miley Cyrus! He started with the crying, not just whimpering, I mean Lindsey Lohan in a court room type crying. It was awful! You know, I almost felt sorry for the poor guy, he can’t be altogether right. Enough about furball, I’ve got a rabbit hutch to go hide under, it is getting to be lunch time, gotta go!