Letters from Camp...
Monday, December 26, 2005
Hi MOM!! Hi Dad! Hi Barron! Hi Greg!!!
su says i haven't written and is making me sit here & dictate.
I'M SO HUNGRY!!! THEY'RE NOT FEEDING ME AT THIS FAT FARM!! I WANT MY FAT!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!
The food is good mom but no where near enuf!!! This is no SPA!! IT'S A FOOD DEPRIVATION CENTRE!!! AND YOU ASKED THEM TO DO IT!!!
Su says she's feeding me based on what I'm supposed to weigh (THE FOOD IS AWESOME BY THE WAY!!! I JUST WANT MORE!!).
She says i have big shoulders too but the real problem is my shoulders are going all the way back to my hips! Who's FAULT is THAT MOM???? Not MINE SO WHY AM I THE ONE SUFFERING???
Ok, so I'm not exactly suffering in fact I'm so busy I don't really have a whole lotta time to think about food. One minute its breakfast and then it's GO GO GO!! There are so many cool dogs here (and the boys are CUTE!) I still love Hank the most but he plays hard to get. I try to make him jealous by flirting with the other guys like Zeus and Evrest and Buck to name a few and sometimes it works - Hank comes over to break up the fun and I get to play with HIM!!! *sigh*
there are 36 dogs here today. It's hard to play with everyone everyday but I'm managing. Su says we can start calling me Pudge again instead of butterball. She thinks by the end of the week you won't recognise me because i'll have DISAPPEARED!!!!
I still snore like a trouper but Su says that's better than listening to me bark at stuff no one can see.....is that an insult?
My sweater keeps me warm and toasty and i can almost fit into the snowman coat here too altho the words 'stuffed sausage' keeps coming up when i wear it - ohhh to have a stuffed sausage again *sigh*
Anyway, it's way past my bedtime (su's too i imagine).
We've been sending you pictures so you can see i look like I need McDonalds on the way home ;-))))
I love you guys and miss you something aweful mom (who's bugging Barron for me?)
Love from your only daughter at the Fat Farm