Once I Get On My Feet...

I am really going to get my brother. He is always playing jokes on me and with me. All of the jokes are not bad, but some makes my desire to walk stronger. For example, Thursday after leaving out the grocery store, he rolled me into the area where the grocery carts are stored in the parking lot. I am not a grocery cart, so why would he place me there? Some joke, and to top it off, after my mom came out the store and realized where I had been placed, she started laughing. This was not funny...lol.

I have one thing to say: my brother better watch his back, once I get on my feet.