Mama and Dada are the heads of a great conspiracy! It is truly terrible. I am trapped behind this jail!
Sometimes I am on one side of it, sometimes I am on the other side. Either way, I am totally trapped.
Mama and Dada say that it isn't conspiracy, it is for the health and safety of all parties involved. Apparently, I am so powerful that I do not know my own strength and those squeaky noises that the dogs make when I give them love and cuddles and try to remove their ears from their heads are not the dogs telling me to keep doing that. So Mama and Dada say that until I learn to keep my hands to myself (whatever that means), my dogs and I shall live separate but equal.
I know you are over there, Trin!
Since my Trin and I love each other so much, Mama have to cover the jail wall with old t-shirts to keep me from trying to pull Trin through the bars. Mama say that if covers work, she will make prettier covers. Eventually.Now, do you know how much I love Dada? Sing it with me now! 'Aint no mountain high enough!
To keep me from getting to you!
Love,
Elizabeth
P.S. Send TNT or at least some jailbreak tools. Maybe a file baked into a cake? Yeah, that one is a good idea, I like cakey!
Elizabeth, I am so sorry you are jailed. Trin needs to be protected. I am so proud of you for being able to climb.
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Grandma will come and break you out.
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Perhaps we should send you some jailbreak tools next, Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteWe were thinking of soft shoes with sparkles on them, but this sounds like a more pressing need. Also, between you and us, our Mama is not good at sewing..
xo