Murderer
Yesterday, Godma and Godpa went off to cycle somewhere early in the morning. I was still recovering from the vet trauma, so i didn’t bother to say goodbye. Anyway, they came back in the afternoon. They looked tired and she-devil looked old. I decided it’s not the best time to tell them what i have done while they’re away, so i let them sleep. By the time they’re awake, it’s late dinner time. Godma, FOOD….. I’m starving…
“Let’s call for a pizza!”
Yeah, can i have the one with stuffed sausage? I heard it’s good. God, that’s my 7th wish. I know i know, i have another 3 more wishes to go, no worries.
“Pepperoni lover stuffed cheeze, please” No No No.. that’s a wrong order, godma.
Anyway, the tele-traffic to upthere is good today.
Wrong delivery, I got my stuffed sausage. Yippie yippie yippie…
Both Godpa and godma doesn’t like sausage, they love cheese. They got their replacement, in the end. I got to keep the sausage. Hehehehehe….
Papa Chan came over to help to clear food. He’s devilish, he has gotten the devil-spirit from she-devil. He offered me an extra. The deworm pill was in the sausage he gave me.
MURDERER!!! The sausage is good though. Give me give me give me…
I am high after that. Till now, i still can’t sleep. Hmmm, Papa you sure it’s just the deworm pill?