Yep, me and mom have been at it again. I thought I was dying. Really I did. I heard about this mysterious disease on the television on the afternoon news. I can’t get sick. Who would take care of mommy then? So, I did what I do best. I sent her a text.
My texts are in grey and mom’s are in blue. You’ll see. I thought this was the end.
OMP (oh my pig)! I gotta share this. Do you hate your job? Wish you didn’t have to do certain things at work? Mommy was having a bad day last week. She loves her job. She just got what she called ‘overwhelmed’. Well, me and dad went on line to the great cyberspace to find something that would (1) make her laugh and (2) show her what a great job she really does have.
We found this and it was perfect. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did here at the Hotel Thompson.
Now, do you hate *your* job? Snorticles.
Piglove 