right write rite ha ha

This morning we went to visit Mrs.. Wainer. Her first name is Kit. Yuk. Why would Mrs. Stillman be a friend with a Kit? Ugh! Well, there were lots of people there. I’m reporting from the house right now.  All these people are having a writing paw wow. I’ve tried to drink everyone’s coffee, but no body  will let me.  Are all writers’s this selfish? I know I am.

All these people are writing about the Rites of Spring.

I didn’t know springs had any rights. I thought only animals had rights. Well the big ones anyway….

okay...I checked out the whole place while they were riting. Get it? Ha ha.

Then I performed a rite right in the middle of the living room!  I thought it was so funny!  But nobody laughed. Not even Mrs. Stillman!

Uh oh. Now one of the writers has gone to the upstairs. She will never return!  I tried to save her but the s-t-e-p-s were so dangerous!  I’m afraid she is gone forever. WAIT!
Oh My Dog!  Here she is! My butt is wiggling so much I have to stop writing……

Okay I’m home again. On the way home these gigantic animals went whizzing past. I was shaking like a leaf! They must have been from another planet. They had shiny skin and instead of feet they had wheels!

They were probably some kind of artificial intelligence things.  I KNEW they would take us over. Well mom (oops I mean, Mrs. Stillman) picked me up to protect me and carried me the rest of the way. She said I would have to get used to those things. Then we fell into one!  I couldn’t believe it.  I felt like Jonah! We moved around and stopped and moved and stopped until the big monster spit us out right in front of our house!  That was sooooo lucky. So now mom and I are safe inside and no monsters can get us in here.