Poor Lil Giz. He said that this blog sure looks like it's named after him, so how come he wasn't featured in the first post?
Lil Giz says, "Maybe I'll just run away from home. That'll show her. She'll miss me but good, then she'll feel bad that she dissed me."
"I should be the star of this here show. I checked with all my aunties and uncles, and they agree with me!"
"I can be amusing! I mean really, just look at me pretending to be Groucho Marks with my cigar. I'd like to see some stupid bird do that!"
"Seriously, I am way cuter than those birds she's always raving about and taking pictures of."
"Oh, the injustice of it all!! I could just cry. I do everything I can to protect the house and bring yippy little smiles to my Mama. What more can I do?"
"What, oh what, do I gotta do to get a little respect around here and have my own story?"
"I even put up with the indignity of having a bath, just to please my Mama. Surely, I am story worthy."
"What's that? Did I just hear Mama say let's go outside and play? Is that her camera in her hand? Is she gonna take more pictures of dopey birds? Well, I'll go outside, but I'm gonna hide behind that funny looking firecracker plant she got for the hummingbirds."
"Wow, Mama was taking my picture while I was hiding. She ignored the hummingbird that buzzed right in front of her face and just kept filming me and talking to me. What do you know? Maybe I'm gonna get my own story now! Woo Hoo!!!"
"Hooray! Yippee! I'm getting my own story! I'm going to romp and frolic and play my little heart out. Take that, you stupid birds!! Gizmo is the King!!"
"Now I'm happy. Thank you Mama! Can we have a bone for dessert if I promise to eat all my dinner? (snicker)"