I think That Thing is turning into a Woofie!

Help! I think That Thing is turning into a woofie! I woke up yesterday wondewing if a herd of woofies have invaded mine bed! Then I weawised, That Thing wying next to mine Mummy is exuding an extwemewy stwong doggy smell!

Mine Mummy thinks it's funny That Thing smells wike a woofie who's been out in the wain, but I do not think it funny at all! I do not want to share mine bed with a woofie! (pardon me all mine woofie fwiends out there; I wove you all, but if I were to have a woofie shawing mine bed, at weast it has to be a woofie I appwove of.)

So because I kept hissing at That Thing, mine Mummy has to give him a bath. And do you know what? He woves it!

But that is not all! After his bath, That Thing has to poop, and then step into his own poop! So what happens? Half an hour after his bath, he needed another bath!

And who enjoyed it the most? It was That Thing!
See mine pictor here, it's not vewy cwear, but you can see mine expwession. I just don't know what to say!