Boo-Boo's BLOG

Boo-Boo's BLOG

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I wasn't sure what to do for my second venture into writing (my first was a LONG time ago), so I decided to do it in a BLOG, diary, story format. "WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?!!!" you may ask. I don't know how many of you out there have pets, love animals, or just saw a fur with the funniest expression on their face and you JUST KNEW what they were thinking. Well, in our family, talking for the pets is common. We're kind of warped, and our pets by extension, are pretty warped too. At least we think they are! In these postings, you will read some things that are written from the perspective of one of our pets, Boo-Boo our cat. These will be written as a blog, or in a diary format. Some will be stories that I remember or things that are related to me from other members of the family and friends. These postings are not in sequential order. Boo-Boo is already 6 years old (born August 2010 per the original vet) and we've had him since that Thanksgiving. I will try and update this on a regular basis as our pets are an endless source of entertainment. There may be five stories in one day, but then I may not write for a week or more. ENJOY!
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I was different; I was special. That was one thing that my mother and father had told me as I was growing up. They told me that they were proud of my twin brother and me, and I believed them. I could see the pride in their eyes. However, I knew that my twin didn't believe them. He was peculiar, my twin. Bad stuff seemed to happen to him, and it made his life miserable. He did hang out with me and seemed to enjoy my company, but there were days where he couldn't stand me for some reason. Mom never made it a competition between us. She loved us both equally and showed us the same amount of love and attention, even with five more children. She told us every day that she was proud of us, but that wasn't enough for my twin. No, something happened one day and made his whole attitude change. And, I was about to find what it was and how my mother became the Director of our small group. Because sometimes, the end of a story is not the end. It is only the beginning. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

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