i didn't do it...really

Alrighty, here's my side of the story.

Don't believe anything Mums and Pops says.

So I'm going about my business in my walker. Just struttin' around the house - here and there. You should see me maneuver my way through the house. I'm really good. A pro. I should teach other 'Toots' like me if they want to learn. There's a lot of crashing involved, but I don't get hurt. The crashing is actually fun - walls, chairs, cabinets, laundry baskets, doors, whatever gets in my way. It's so fun, at times I back myself up and crash again.

Tonight I had a little oopsie. For so long, I've passed Mums little trinkets (Capodimante from Italy) displayed in the cabinet. I would just stare at them, then keep walking.

Stare, then walk.
Stare, then walk.

This time I stopped. I stared, but didn't walk. I touched. Touched! Well touch is being nice. I actually pulled, then dropped.

Wowsers, once it crashed on the floor Mums and Pops came in a quickness. Oopsie. I didn't mean it.

Really.

I just wanted to see it closer. So I can stare. Nah, I really wanted to touch it. Maybe put it in my mouth. But gosh darnit, it fell.

Pops picked up the pieces, and Mums dug her finger in my mouth thinking I had some pieces in there. Hello! I didn't even get to play with it. So how can pieces be in my mouth?

Oh well....

oh yeah, I also broke another Capo-blah-blah-blah...and tore Mums's plants.