*Pssst*

Down here! No, a little lower. I’m a shortie ya know. There ya go.

I just wanted to stop by to say hi! If you see my Mommy don’t tell her where I am! I just heard “bath” and “Bubba” at the same time, so I’m hiding!

I just wanted to stop by to let you in on a little secret.

My favorite thing to do in the whole wide world is sleeping on the back of the couch with the sun shining in the big window in the living room.  Mom calls it french doors, whatever that is.

I nap in the same spot everyday, but now I’m a very mad kitty.  Dad moved the couch!  Now I can’t lay in front of my window anymore!

See these claws Dad?  You better hope I don’t catch you sleeping!

Oh boy Oh boy Oh boy a turtle! Wait, what’s that? TWO TURTLES?!!

Mommy and I found these guys this morning when I went out for my walk, but you know what? She wouldn’t let me play with them!

Mommy’s no fun!

What is that big scary noise outside?  I saw a big flash of light, and I didn’t like it.  I had to hunt down Mommy and Daddy.  On my way to find them I heard a big boom!  Then the lights went out, and our whole house was totally dark!  I was scared!

I found Mommy and Daddy on the couch, so I jumped up there with them and hid behind Daddy until the loud noises and flashy lights stopped.  The lights came back on, and I wasn’t scared anymore.  Mommy says I need to be a brave dog, but I don’t like it.  When Mommy’s not home I hide under the table until the scary noises go away.

You know what Alley did?  He slept on the back of the couch the whole time.  I don’t even think he heard the scary noises!

I honestly don’t know why she let’s that dog near the keyboard. He slobbers all over the place, and I have to clean up the mess before I can touch the mouse.

*nmmmmm mouse*

I can’t tell you the last time I saw a real mouse. I’m stuck in captivity in this god forsaken place. Yes I like lieing in front of that big box that blows out super cold air. Yes, I like the free food, toys, and treats. No, I don’t like putting up with that dog, Bubba. Ever since the day Dad carried him in this place he’s done nothing but drive me crazy. When the last dog left for good, I thought I was finally free to rule this house at last, but no. They had to show up with that thing!

Mom says he’s my adopted brother. *Ack!* I can’t get a moment of peace when he’s awake. He’s a fat, slobbery, lazy thing. If I lay on the couch he thinks it’s ok to lay down with me. If I move to the bed he follows. Mom says I have to share, but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. If he’s not sleeping he wants to play, but I just smack him around a few times until he goes away.

Bubba better hope I never learn to use that Paint Shop Pro program mom has. I’d make a few posters offering to give him away!

Stupid dogs. They drive me crazy!