Revenge and Upcoming Events

As my readers know my mom emotionally abused me the other day, what with not taking me to the party and all.  But I got her back.  She and grandma went out to dinner, leaving me at home as usual.  So in the three hours in which they were gone I made sure to do as much damage as possible, it's not an easy job to destroy things and leave evidence in every room on the first floor but I did my best.  I started in the foyer with my moms work bag (what a fool, she left it on the floor in plain view and reach).  The bag was a gold mine; papers, pens, gum and socks.  All easily destroyed and scattered throughout the foyer and into the living room.  Being of above average intelligence I knew better than to eat the gum, so instead I pulled out each piece and shredded the pack.  Next I trotted to the front room where I found my uncle's tennis stringing contraption.  Obviously the contraption was off limits, mostly because its composed of metal and I wouldn't even know how to go about destroying it.  But I found his wicker storage box containing tennis balls, string and grips. I LOVE wicker, its so satisfying to chew.  And chew I did! I broke the top of the box, destroyed a package of string and ate one of my uncle's power bars. To finish off my rampage I ripped apart papers, chewed on my mom's socks and broke a pen.  Then I went to sleep.  The lesson of this story? Allow me to go to birthday parties, or suffer the consequences.


In other news, I have something huge to share: I, Diggy, will be conducting my first interview and hosting my first guest blogger sometime in the next week.  I'll say no more.

What am I plotting next?

Finally, a photo of my infamous bug hunting