Off I Go

Apparently, I am going to Daddy's for three months starting tomorrow. I will miss my Mommy and she will miss me at least that is what she keeps saying to me. I don't know how much I believe it where she is going to warm weather. My Daddy and I are slowly starting to getting along again. To put it in perspective I no longer wish to bite his face off and then kill him. I am content with just biting his finger off and allowing him to ly in his own filth as he sees fit.