Yet another bath yesterday.

This time I escaped!!!

I waited until I was all wet and soapy and slippery, then I gripped the edge of the sink with my claws and leaped right out of mom's hands like a wet sausage!

It worked!!!

I ran across the kitchen floor and made it all the way into the living room before mom caught me.

Hee hee.

Today I learned that if I am going to sneak something out of the garbage bag and eat it and not get caught, it better not be the day-old cinnamon rolls.

Six hours later and I still smell like a bakery.

I heard my mom ask if I must poop in the box every single time she has just finished cleaning it.

Yes, yes I must.

I do NOT like to get my ears cleaned.

I do, however, like to steal dirty Q-tips from the garbage and chew on them.

Yum.

Today I dragged a blanket under the chair and made a tent and climbed in and went to sleep.

Now if my mom would shut up about how cute I am, I could maybe get some rest.

Lookit!

I'm a star!

I just had a bath on Saturday but I was in the kitchen a second ago and saw my mom getting the baby shampoo out again!

I am going to hide!

I met our neighbors and they asked if I was a dog.

Harumph.

Ok, so how was I supposed to know the apple crisp just sitting there on a plate wasn't for me to lick? Geez...