Tonsilitis
I really belive in Good Dogma, as you all know. I was going to write something in my Blog to tell everyone that I thought my two leg brother, Patrick, has been very brave. He got his tonsils taken from his throat and some add on things from his nose, and he did very well. I love Patrick. He might want to be a doctor of animals or something when he gets bigger. Right now, all he wants is jello and ice cream. He's coming to my home tonight to share with me. I like vanilla the best.
So anyway, I was thinking about Patrick and thinking about shopping, and guess what. I got a notice in my e-mail making machine that our friend DanaMarie had won a prize for her knitting.
My Mom discovered the wonderful creatures that DanaMarie makes when she went shopping in Frederick, Maryland a few months ago. She told my Gram all about them - they are called KNITIMALS, and this one that won the prize is called - guess what: Dr. Benedict (but aka Tonsilitis). Can you believe the Dogma going on here?
So I need to go and buy this creature for Patrick, since I know it will make him feel much, much better
This Knitimal sort of looks like a bad sore throat, doesn't it? I can't understand why it won a prize from the 2007 Holiday Softie Award people as "the worst gift I ever got". Because in my book, anything by DanaMarie is the BEST gift. I'm going to ask her if she can knit me, The Princess. Not Bob. Bob is a bad boy and is only getting coal in his stocking this year. I am wonderful. I deserve the fine Knitimal creation.
If you want to have the best time ever, you need to go visit DanaMarie's wonderful shop at GreenStarStudio Have your mouse man take you right now. Tell her that The Princess sent you (don't tell her you know Bob). Tell her she needs to make The Princess a wonderful gift.
Don't forget. Do it right now. Oh, and guess what else. Doesn't Oprah need to know about KNITIMALS? I think she does. Tell her.
Love and licks,
Daisy
So anyway, I was thinking about Patrick and thinking about shopping, and guess what. I got a notice in my e-mail making machine that our friend DanaMarie had won a prize for her knitting.
My Mom discovered the wonderful creatures that DanaMarie makes when she went shopping in Frederick, Maryland a few months ago. She told my Gram all about them - they are called KNITIMALS, and this one that won the prize is called - guess what: Dr. Benedict (but aka Tonsilitis). Can you believe the Dogma going on here?
So I need to go and buy this creature for Patrick, since I know it will make him feel much, much better
This Knitimal sort of looks like a bad sore throat, doesn't it? I can't understand why it won a prize from the 2007 Holiday Softie Award people as "the worst gift I ever got". Because in my book, anything by DanaMarie is the BEST gift. I'm going to ask her if she can knit me, The Princess. Not Bob. Bob is a bad boy and is only getting coal in his stocking this year. I am wonderful. I deserve the fine Knitimal creation.
If you want to have the best time ever, you need to go visit DanaMarie's wonderful shop at GreenStarStudio Have your mouse man take you right now. Tell her that The Princess sent you (don't tell her you know Bob). Tell her she needs to make The Princess a wonderful gift.
Don't forget. Do it right now. Oh, and guess what else. Doesn't Oprah need to know about KNITIMALS? I think she does. Tell her.
Love and licks,
Daisy
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