My Swimmin' Ool!

There's no "P" in my "Ool," and I've been advised to keep it that way!

Hiya, Big People!  Hey, did you even know it's Saturday?!

Well, it totally is, and I could not be more thrilled.  Saturday is a special day of the week, since it only occurs once in every seven-day segment of time, unlike Monday, which sometimes rears its head two or three of the days in a seven-day segment of time. 

So anyways, we got out my Ool yesterday.  I was under the impression that it was a "pool," not an Ool, but Daddy set me straight on that. 

Because there is no "P" in a swimming Ool, and I've been advised to keep it that way.  I think my folks really mean it this time, too, Friends.  So I will do my best.

But you know what?  The water in the Ool comes straight outta the outside hose, and that water's COLD!  I didn't do anything, though!  I played in that Ool until my lips were blue and chattery yesterday, and then came inside to go to the Poilet.

Hahahahaha!

I'll see ya tomorrow, Friends!  I love ya lots!  Muah!