Mama sez this is her and tatas blog but my figer that wit my paws on de keybored it is now myne. I has bin told that my is de maskot of sandal press but my dun kno what that meanz. Not mor fud thats fur sure. Ha ha.
I am here to tell u aboot my life cos mama cant tink of what to rite. Humans are v bad like that. They sa they will do tings then dey dont. Like giving my mor treets when my is good. Then when my is good mama fergets to give my mor treets. Its v conveeneeent. As you can see being with mama is also gud cos my gets to use lots of long wurds.
Most of my lif is waiting. Wait for fud. Wait for mama. Wait for pottee. Also not waiting when my has to perteck my fud from the katz. We has to katz. They is big. They is also greedy. I have to chase them away whenever mama makes my fud or they will eat it all. Greedy katz! I spose my has to sho u them but that can wait. They are only greedy katz.
I spend lots of time garding mama. I do this by lying in a beenbag behind mamas desk. Everbody thinks my is sleeping but my is reely garding. I have a big bed also behind mamas desk but de beenbag is mor komftabel. But my also gards from my bed so nobody steels it. Like the katz.
I paws is getting tired. I will tell you mor next time. I will tell you about fud. Bye.
Sausage
POSTSCRIPT: Hi, Kaz here. The editing with THE WRATH OF THE HARIMAU has been proceeding slower than normal, due to scheduling conflicts with DevEd. We’re currently looking at early October for HARIMAU’s release. On the positive side, we’re moving up release of OVERCLOCKED as a result, and it should hit the virtual shelves by the end of this month. Thanks for taking up the slack, Sausage! I love you.
Thats ok mama. I luvz u to. Do my gets mor fud?