Hi Internet Friends, it’s me Pepper Rouse. That’s my stupid brother Walter next to me. Thanks to Walter, Dad locked us in the house. I’m like most girls, about twice as smart as the men in our lives. Dad let us out this morning to do chores and as usual Walter started chasing the chickens. My brother just doesn’t get it! I, of course, realize that if we chase the chickens we will end up in the house for a while. El Stupido can’t get it through his thick skull and keeps getting us thrown into confinement! Even though he drives me crazy, he means well. It’s hard to figure out but it seems like everyone loves Walter. I guess because he’s very outgoing and loves to french kiss everybody. I am much more reserved and prefer to think things out before acting. Like the time we ran away from home and ended up on the busy main road. Some stranger stopped and Walter just jumped in their car! I did the smart thing and ran home. Like someone said the other day, “when it comes to your dog, would you rather have dumb and happy or smart and moody?” I believe my parents have one of each.
I just wanted to say hi, as I have nothing better to do thanks to nut boy. Oh God, Walter just farted! What is it with these men!! I’ve got to go, I can’t breathe. (BTW, I’ve never farted in my life just like my mom.)
