Don't worry, it's really just me, Thomas, but no one would fear the Dread Pirate Thomas. Anyway, I'm just dressed like a pirate today:
I got this outfit from Mrs. Joanne (Abuela's friend, not our crazy dog neighbor.) Mommy didn't think it would fit me before it got warm, but she underestimated by girth. It was also before I got weighed on Monday and discovered I was almost 12 lbs. I'm over that mark by now.A day in the life of a pirate is pretty busy. Here I am examining some of my booty.
Normally I would be out pillaging and sailing the vast ocean, but the cold air up here is making my skin very chapped and cracked. Mommy has declared it is only land-ho for me today, and she's not letting me leave the condo. I'm not thrilled about it. I have to sit around all day staring outside at the water, dreaming of sailing:
Here's a pirate whose Mommy doesn't make him stay inside:
I guess it's probably for the best that I've been grounded. I'd probably force Amos to walk the plank because he keeps licking me and it is driving me NUTS.
I'm getting a little thirsty, so I think I'll go drink a bottle of rum. Or a bottle of milk. Whatever. See you later mateys.
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