My Name is Wilma

  

My name is Wilma. Today I had a bad day.

I figured out how to tunnel underneath the fence and escape into the neighbors yard.

I then tried to jump into the window of an SUV at the stop sign to visit the passenger dash hound.

After that I ate a bunny. On the deck, in front of the glass doors and now the five year old is scarred for life.

I finished my day by wandering into the house and peeing on the dining room floor.

My name is Wilma. Today I had a bad day–well that’s what my mommy says at least.