All this partying the two legs has been doing lately led me to think and you know how good I am when I get thinking.
I went and had a chat with my sister - Bluebelle - and I said how about we have another party. She was a bit sceptical because the last time we did that there was quite a bit of mess and the entry and exit via the bathroom window was quite scary to say the least.
I persuaded her that if we had it at her place we could all come in and out via her cat flap and because it only worked on her collar she could supervise who came in and could ensure there was no mess, It also just happened that her two legs carers were off for a weekend away and my two legs would be feeding her.
I went round the neighbourhood with invites and everyone was up for it and I decided I would be inventive and I got myself one of those DJ decks. I saw it on Amazon and I waited until my old two legs was drifting off to sleep and carefully ordered it on his card and made sure it would be delivered in time for the party. When I get the bit between my teeth there's no stopping me. Even Max said he thought I could have been Prime Minister if I had had two of my legs removed. Bit harsh I thought to go to those extremes to runt he country but someone has to do it.
The night of the party came and I got some records out and started jamming to them - that's one of these Urban cool terms you know - and we were dancing Gangnam style - hey I am so hip I frighten even myself!
Well before you knew it it was time to pack up and take everything back to leave Bluebelle's house as it should be. My two legs kept looking at the DJ mixer desk and asking the female where it had come from. I think they have convinced themselves they are going a bit silly and forgetting what they do.
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