Writing Magic 6

In this assignment I had to first record a days worth of what I hear, smell, see, taste, and feel. I had to record it once every hour. So I did. I twas SO hard! not necessarily to write it down but to remember to write it down. Then for the second part I had to write something about a kitten or puppy and what they hear, see, smell, taste, and feel. It was also hard to do. So there's not very much but hears what I got. (P.S. It's baby talk because he's a new born so try gessing what he's saying. I tryed not to make it to hard.) Tell me what you think...

“It wasn’t substantial enough…” “I bet they enjoy their thing out there…” “Well it dosen’t go far enough…”
Why can’t ya be twite? I wants’ to get ome leep. The puppy lay there against the warmth of his mother’s belly.
Twite pwease! He rolled over his paws getting tickled by his mother’s fur. “Muder why tant dey be twite?”
“Their human’s sweet heart they talk a lot. Not like us. We’re sophisticated. Here put your head under mine and it will block out the noise a little.” She placed her head on top of his and closed her eyes.
The puppy breathed in the scent of his mother’s delicious smell of freshly mowed grass and dog hair. She was right the noise was lass annoying under here. Being only a few hours old he had not gotten to sleep yet for the humans had been surrounding him and his mother the whole day. Now when they were finally gone they talked so much it was as if they were still right next to him. Ouch! He turned his paw over flipping the nails toward the floor instead of his face.
RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE! CLICKTY CLICKTY CLICKTY! The puppy curled into a ball trying to keep worm. But why would he need to? Wasn’t his mother next to him? But she wasn’t. He didn’t feel her soft fur against his. He did not smell that grassy dog smell she had. He did not hear her breathing or feel her belly moving up and down with each breath and of course he did not see her all he could see was the pink inside of his eyelids. Muder. Muder! Yip. Yap! CLICKTY CLICKTY CLICKTY! Whoosh! Grass/dog. Soft fur. Panting. Muder!