I Kissed A Girl and I Liked It! Come on my friends – you know the words to Katy Perry’s song.
I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it…
It felt so wrong,
it felt so right.
Don’t mean I’m in love tonight.
I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it).
Barks! Mouse Girl can protest all she wants. I know there is something there. She is my little cougar. My little purr thing. My fuzzy wuzzy. See, pet names. That means business. She has them for me too. She calls me her mutt. Her dumb dog. The bother. aaww – see I told you she loves me.
It all started out innocent. She was asleep dreaming… of course of me. I walked over to her and she woke up kissing me! Proof is in the picture my friends – she has the HOTS for me.
Fortunately Bacon was with mom on the other couch and he caught the picture in mid-stream like the paparazzi. Way to go bro!
Then we heard the clicks and saw the flash of the camera. It took us both by surprise. You know what happens when you are taken by surprise and you get ‘caught’ doing something forbidden, we both jumped back a little. You can tell that from the picture that was taken right after our kiss.
And don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to kiss and tell. I’m trying to let the world know – I’m in ❤ with Mouse Girl. And she loves me too. She’s just not ready to admit it yet. But you can tell too, right my friends? And if these two pictures don’t prove it, Look at this one:
See that’s both of us together sleeping with our arms and heads entwined. There you go. Now you see? That’s my belly up front, Mouse Girl is behind me. And mom/dad are right in calling her OMG — case I think I’ve called her that several times, “Oh Mouse Girl!”