Okay, so this extremely annoying helicopter keeps passing by our house, so close that I can make out details of the paint and stuff, and every time it passes by, it scares the dogs. I was out there with Milly last time it passed. She just pricked up her ears and danced around with excitement.
Okay, I just got up to make sure that dogs CAN look up by snapping my fingers in the air in front of Milly. She looked at my face for a while, but then finally looked at my fingers, her head tilting ever so slightly back. Now shes ruining the clean couch I just made by scratching hers paws and head against it as if shes digging for a, I don't know, a bone or something. And the dog slurping and itching her stomach isn't nice sounding either. Well I'd better get to it. Get to what you might be wondering? Whatever. You can make up anything you like that I'd better ''get to''.

I know Helen and Shawn did. Ya know why, huh? I was babysiting for them. Well, I was helping babysit. But this time I acctually did about as much as Hillarie if not more. Surprizing huh? Usually I am just the ghopher, or I keep an eye on him while she is making him lunch, or a bottle or whatever. But Gabriel helped entertain him a bit while we watched Shawn of the dead. After the movie was done, mom was trying to make a fire, and she was bending down choping kindeling, when all of the sudden Tristen starts busting up! I swear I have NEVER heard him laugh so much! Hillarie got it on camra, but I don't think it turned up bright enough. We even went over and we just choped at the air with the hatchet. HE EVEN LAUGHED AT THAT! I could'nt stop laughing myself it was so funny. Well, thats my post for the day. Don't eccpect anymore till tomarrow. I'll be to busy reading today. Anyway, I'm at the library and the spell check dosn't work, so don't laugh too hard at my misspellings.

I always imagined that Simba could be a rum sloshing first mate.