Had to AST for Brekkus

I GNU it wud happen butted I din' gnow wen. Dis morning, affer Bear
tooked him four a walk an affer hee feeded Bear hiz fudz, Uncl Bill
started to go up da STARES. Ann hee had gnot putted anee fudz in r
boles. Ub CORSE, da wunnerful Winnie, my sweetee, had allus tol him to
giff us brekus an now Winnie iz gon, sigh. Butted Uncl Bill had allus
memembrd to giv us brekus ennyway.

So I stood on da counter an puffed up my little chess an AST for
brekus, just wike Winnie. Ann Uncl Bill turnd roun an filld r bolez.

Sunrise, da PRITTY wun

hoomin note: There was some food in the bowls already _and_ Micki was
just five minutes from giving them their morning gushy-food, so I
thought it was ok to go get dressed for work. Sunrise straightened me
out. For a moment there, before I turned around, I thought it was
Winnie, proudly asking breakfast for his pride.

--
Will in New Haven