ELVIS PRESLEY

MY BIRTHDAY IS ON THE 22 JULY AND I AM 4 YEARS OLD.
I AM A BIG BOY AND I WEIGH ABOUT 11 STONE.
MY NANNIE SAYS I AM A FATTY BUT MY MUMMY SAYS I AM JUST A LITTLE CHUNKY!!
I AM A GOOD BOY BUT BECAUSE I USED TO EAT ALL THE FURNITURE EVERYTHING IS NOW MADE FROM METAL!!
I AM STILL NAUGHTY SOMETIMES AND I EAT THE CUSHIONS FROM THE METAL DAYBED WE HAVE AS A SOFA BUT THAT´S BECAUSE I AM LONELY.
I USED TO LIVE WITH MY BOXER FRIEND, MOSES, BUT HE DIED (SEEMS A LONG TIME AGO NOW)
I HAVE A LOT OF FRIENDS I MEET IN THE PARK BUT I THINK I WOULD LIKE A FRIEND AT HOME.
MY MUMMY DID BRING A NEW FRIEND HOME THE OTHER DAY BUT IT DIDN´T WORK OUT.
HE WAS A LITTLE DOG FROM THE FAMILY (LITTLE BUT BIG TROUBLE!!)
I COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES WHEN HE CAME IN. FIRST HE TRIED TO FIGHT ME BUT MUMMY KNEW HE MIGHT TRY THAT SO HE HAD A MUZZLE ON. I PUT MY MUZZLE ON AND THEN LAID ON MY BED AND SULKED FOR HOURS! WHEN HE DID COME NEAR ME I RAN AWAY AND BECAUSE I DID THIS HE DIDN´T WANT TO FIGHT.
HE WOULD STAND STILL AND LET ME SNIFF HIM ALL OVER BUT I WOULDN´T LET HIM SNIFF ME AND KEPT RUNNING.
HE STAYED THE NIGHT, TIED TO MUMMY´S HAND AND I ONLY CHEERED UP WHEN HE WAS LEAVING AND SAID GOODBYE WITH THE BIGGEST GRIN ON MY FACE!!
MUMMY SAYS MAYBE A LITTLE GIRL WOULD BE BETTER. I GET ON WITH ALL DOG´S OUTSIDE (IT´S USUALLY THE LITTLE ONE´S THAT DON´T LIKE ME!!) AND WE WOULD LIKE TO RESCUE ONE BUT GETTING ME TO A CENTRE COULD BE HARD AND BECAUSE OF HOW I WAS WITH THAT LITTLE FELLOW MUMMY IS WORRIED WHAT I MIGHT BE LIKE.
IT´S A PUZZLE?
MAYBE A PUPPY?
WELL, I´LL LET YOU KNOW IF ANYONE COME´S ALONG. MUMMY SAY´S THAT´S USUALLY WHAT HAPPEN´S, THE RIGHT ONE FOR ME WILL COME AT THE RIGHT TIME.
SHE CAN´T BE TO BIG THOUGH, MUMMY SAY´S THERE´S NOT ENOUGH ROOM IN THE BED!!
LOVE ELVIS X