Day 43 – July 31, 2019

Someone got lazy agin. Then someone else got lazy. It is up to me to do some ritein. Sukuse my spellin. It ain’t to gud.

My name is donkers. When I put my name in the fone it changes it to dyslexia. I don’t think that’s verry nice. Tho it kinda funny. Hee haw.

I tuk a self piktur in case ya don’t no wat I look lik.

It is hard to do wen ur noz is so big.

My favorit time is nite cause I get to sleep wit Ashly. But shes always a flippin and a floppin and I get kicked out of the bed. But at least I ain’t never got left behind like the slippers.

I love clothes washin day. I git to do foldin and roll around in warm clothes. Wat’s best is I git outta that van for a bit.

I reckon I’m s’posed ta tell ya bout the day.

I woke up on the floor of the tent. A peeple grabbed me and put me in the car. Hours and hours and hours later, a peeple grabbed me and put me in this here hotel room. I wuz sleepin in Ashly bed until I got kicked to the floor.

I hope you liked my writin. It’s hard to type with hooves. Gud by.

Oh. Ashly says ya have to tell bout her day. I will luk at the pikturs to see what she did.

Ther wuz a lot o drivin and someone said somethin about Dallas. Mite a be a TV show tho. I dunno.

They stopped for grub. Maybe it wuz here.

It’s sad thir sign fell down.

Food musta ben gud tho cause they was grumpy and now they happy.

Then they go to another place and stayed for a looooong time. I think it was here.

Prolly I theme park. That’s all these peeple do. Dyslexia can’t complain tho cause they got me at nots bery farm. See dat? Dum fone gone messed wit my name.

They rode dis.

And dis.

And dis.

And they eated dis.

Ashly sat in dis.

Donkers stayed in the van. The hotel wuz nice cause it wuz abowt one million degrees in the van.

I here we are comin home soon. I hope so. Cause ther is nothin better than gettin kicked outta yer own bed.