“Slow down, you move too fast,
You’ve got to make the morning last,
Just kickin’ down the cobblestones,
Lookin’ for fun and feeling … squeaky!”
Good morning, gentle humans. I hope that you are in fine spirits today.
I am feeling downright swell today. In fact, you could call me “squeaky.”
Yes, squeaky, because that is what I sound like. You see, I simply love these plush toys that mom gets for me, like this purple plush dinosaur (no, it is NOT Barney). This is an old photo; I got this toy a few months ago. I immediately started chewing on it, and everytime I did it would make a terrific squeaking noise. I love that noise. I love it so much that I have to get the squeaker out!
When I get it out I will put it in my mouth and lie on the floor, squeaking! That drives mom and dad crazy … they can’t figure out where the noise is coming from!
It’s coming from ME! That’s what I mean when I say that “I’m feeling squeaky.”
I hope that you are having a good day, too. I hope that you are also feeling squeaky!