Hi, dis is Rosie and Maxie again, Anyways, last night we was actin' like wild Indians (like Tater & Odie, our fleaoncays you know) and anyways, we learned our jumps so good dat we get on top of da's desk and knock over the water cup (32 ounces you know) and spill it all over the stuff on da desk...he gets mad but he can't punish us cause we is too cute you know... Anyways, we is still waiting to get married to Tater and Odie, and all of you fewwet digest peoples can come to the big occasion if you want to...as for wedding gifts, we really need fewwet tunnels, stuff, and some more stuff to play with you know... Anyways, the other night Rosie (dat's me) was digging for gold in the carpet, and da came over to stop me (yelling about a townhouse rental deposit or something, whatever that is...) and he hit his head real good on the metal beam to the stairs...well, he saw stars for a few minutes, and put ice on his head...so I tink dat he was hurted real good... Anyways, he put us in jail (da cage) for being bad, and we slept all night through, and da first thing Rosie did in the morning was go back to dig for gold...Da just gave her one good yell across the room "HEY!" and she stopped doin' it... Anyways, my da was tinkin' about adopting more fewwets but after last night he figured dat just us two wittle pumpkins was good enough for his blood pressure... By da way, we love you Tater & Odie... Rosie and Maxie [Posted in FML issue 1601]