Well, I am in the doghouse, so to speak, today for sure. They are leaving AGAIN for the weekend as it is a wee ones birthday. Maybe I was rebelling again ,I don't know, but I jumped on the kitchen table not once, not twice but three times and drank milk out of the wee ones cereal. I don't know what came over me. I am not a big fan of oaty Os.
The PM was very mad and shut me in the bathroom. I know it was not a nice thing to do and it caused a crying fit in the morning but it's not like I pooped in it? Right?
What did you say? I had just cleaned my what?
Oh...I see. Well I can see your point there. Moving on.
We got to try out our new toys this week and I think there should be a course for wee ones on "How to properly play with your cat so they actually have fun, not just you". I felt attacked and dive bombed by the seagull and the feather twizzler was like a wrecking ball coming for my head. Obviously no cool action shots of me.
Shade, on the other hand had some alone time to play with the PM. Well, la-di-daa. Here is a very cool shot of her though. I couldn't believe it but she is up only on her back legs. Wow! She's feeling pretty spry. She also went outside for 4.5 seconds yesterday. It must be Spring coming.