Miss Sunshade RULES!

Just when I was getting depressed because my burpday week was almost over I got a box from CANADA! At first I thought my friend Frodo who moved to Toronto last summer missed me SO MUCH that he mailed himself to me. But then I realized that the box was too small because Frodo is a little chunky. No--it was a box from MISS SUNSHADE! For ME!


Look at ALL THIS STUFF! Mmmm. And all things I can put in my mouth! My favorite kind of stuff! Get yer nosy nose outta there Ethel!


And each item with a special note to ME from Miss Sunshade. She even sent me medicine for my sour bones! She said she thinks I'll like even if it tastes gross to her. She knows me so well.
I got salmon and sweet taters (mmm), and tripe (dried!), soy milk (in a can!) and even some EVO--the tasty tasty dog food.


But why the grumpy face? Because my mawma said there's so much stuff that I could even SHARE with my sister. Share? On MY burpday? What is she? A communist?


But then I read this lovely card from the SuperDale herself. And she said not only do I not HAVE to share with my stinky sister, I probably SHOULDN'T share.


And here's my favorite thing from the box picked out specially for ME--WASABI PEAS! A spicy snack for a spicy guy. Once my naked apes spilled some and thought they might have found the one food I wouldn't eat--WRONG! I chowed down! Call me Wasabi Wally. I know you don't like them Miss Sunshade but it's an acquired taste. Acquired when you have a taste for EVERYTHING. Thanks Miss Sunshade!