My grandma got Puff Ball to wish me to get better and right when I saw Puff Ball I thought he was so cute and he looked like Scratch. Don't they look alike? I think they do. Scratch is begging for barbecue Lays right now but Puff Ball is just staring out into the open. When I was pointing at something Scratch bit the Lay out of my hand.
Here's a video of Scratch playing with his toy. It was cute. Cough, Cough--oops, I just coughed.
It's a beautiful day here but I can't go outside and play. I really know I can but my grandma says "No way!" I want to shoot baskets but my nonni say that it's not good for me to be outside.
Scratch was just biting my leg then when he stopped he snarled at me. Now he's just acting sad. Maybe he's sad because he's saying "please get better, Casey, please." Or he's sad because he has a beard at 4 years old--just kidding.
I got an A on my social studies test at school. I get lots of A's.
See you next time with my blog entry with me and Chiara--my Italian tutor. Well, I'm going to go sneak outside. Bye