Mye Daddee hasunt been feelins too awful well much lately.
He sed he don't got no new pikchurs to put on his blog.
I tole hims that he cud puuts one of me on there iffen he wants tu.

Well tu bee totuly honest, I wouldna put THAT pikchur on here but I noe this pikchur makes mye Daddee laff, so that iz okee-dokee. (I hates how my iyes arr squinny and my laygs looks crookid tu init.)
His bak hurtz, and heez been sick some tu and stade home frum werk yestidy blowin hiz noz. But me and the other poodulz like it wen Daddee stayz home cuz we get tu snugle up to him in the big bed or in hiz big chare that layz back reel for wen he reeds or wachuz TV.
I like tu git under the bed coverz with my noze stikkin owt, so I can breeth gud and be warm at thu sayme time.

Mye tu favorut thayngs iz cheeze and being held bye mye Mommuh or mye Daddee.
He givz me a byt of cheez evry mornin when he leevez fer werk.
Bye!