Mama says we don't live in Foggy Bottom (that's in Dee Cee), and we aren't in Foggy Top (that's the top of our building), so we must live in Foggy Middle. Fog, fog fog.
And tomorrow mama needs to go out and it's gonna rain. Phooey!
I'm all curled up and gonna nap this yucky weather away!
Love, and hi to my Sugar Pie,