Day Nineteen ~ Normally a two- or three-sentence response to a blog prompt doesn't seem like much of a response to me (personal opinion, that's all)...but today, come up with a couple sentences using as many WDC emoticons in place of words as you can. Any subject, any topic, and they don't have to be related if you just wanna make up random sentences. Have some fun with this! My , Alfie, has always been . The day I brought him , at eight weeks old, he actually made me . He was a of energy; tearing through the and wreaking havoc. He took in making me . My favourite and David's s were among the many naughty things he loved to . The of evil became a permanent fixture on his face, and became his best friend. Months of training classes made little difference. The two trainers said he was the . So we left and tried to tame our little by ourselves. Gradually, things began to get through to him. I'm still constantly ed by his naughtiness, and David's favourite pastime is the Alfie-. Mostly, though, these days I am with my cuddly, funny . Okay, I find myself ing a lot of the time. But I'm getting good at shoving my on and to block out the chaos. Of course, there is always Alfie's . That is impossible to ignore! |