MomToo isn't here today. She's at some park somewhere, selling our book. I don't know why she doesn't take me along when she sells our book. She has some silly thing to make it look like I sign the book. I can't hold a little stick and make marks like she does, but I could bite a book. That would leave a mark.
Auntie Niki's not here either. Good thing I have my buddies Bubba and Jet to talk to.
MomToo said she'd come see me on Sunday. Maybe she will bring me carrots.
(MomToo here: I'll be in Duarte, at the Festival of Authors, with all my books, including the one Snoopy and I wrote. Come by and see me if you can!)