So, I've been here for two days and it's the most wonderful place ever. Mommy holds me anytime I want, Daddy keeps saying something about this "Caz" fellow, and Wesson has almost stopped hissing at me. They bought me bunches of great catty things, leopard collar, leopard bed, and even leopard toys! Mom keeps calling me a "pimp" but I don't know what that means. Seems like this place is going to work out alright afterall.
Yesterday, I heard Mom and Dad talking about a word that I had heard a lot recently. I think it's "euthanize". Not sure what it means, but I've definately heard it more than once this week. She told Dad that if I hadn't come home with her, I would have been "euthanized" on Monday. Dad seemed pretty upset. I'm not sure what's going on.
Last night, I was soooo fiesty when everyone else had gone to bed. I almost got in trouble. Mommy hid my catnip in a cabinet with really high doors because I ripped the bag open when she wasn't looking. Who does she think I am? Cabinet doors are no match for the great B. Love. Silly Mommy. I swatted and swatted and swatted at the door with all my might, trying to get to that darn catnip. Man, that stuff is addictive. When I finally got in, the catnip was gone!!!! She must have hid it while I was entranced by my Crackler turtle. I am so outraged! I will find it while she is gone to class today, wait and see.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
it's furry nice to meet you! we're gonna add you to our linkies right away.
Post a Comment