Saturday, May 29, 2010

Piggy-N-Friends

Hi:

It's Grover. Listen, I don't know why, but since we moved I just don't feel like snuggling Piggy any more. There. I said it. The truth will set me free.

Oh, don't feel all sorry for the little cretin, he's fine!

He's got his bear, as you see above.


And he's got his bunny. And his mouse.

He doesn't even need me. Really!

My mom keeps hoping I pay attention to The Stinky One again, but right now I'm too busy claiming territory, napping in the sun and watching the birds flying around outside the windows. I just don't have time to snuggle.

So sue me.

Love,

Grover

Friday, May 28, 2010

Unthrilled


The expression of a creature who doesn't feel his portion of canned food was generous.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Monday, May 17, 2010

Phantom Of The Window Sill


Hi:

It's Grover.

Listen, sun baths.

Everywhere.

All day.

I love it.

Love,

Grover

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Tomorrow, Tomorrow, We Love You, Tomorrow!

Piggy says, "I'm ready, Mom! Tape the box closed and let's blow this joint!"

Hi:

It's Grover. We're moving tomorrow!

We are all so excited that our eyes keep leaking. Or maybe it's just allergies.

Anyway, we'll see you soon!

Love,

Grover

Thursday, May 6, 2010

When Cats Go Bad


We are NOT kidding. Get out of the bathroom NOW and feed us, woman!

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Movin' on up...

Mom packed up the bookcase and Piggy moved into one of the empty shelves.

Hi:

It's Grover.

Listen, we're moving! Our mom is so very grateful to have found The Perfect Apartment for us and in just a week or two we put behind the Very Bad Experiences of the past three years living here and all that went along with it. Onward and upward, and proving my theory that a well-worded threat works wonders with this woman I live with. Huzzah!

So, I probably won't be posting much for a while but I wanted to tell you that Piggy seems to be having more wonky-sodes and we think he may have traumatized his Aunt Brandi because he had kind of a bad one, including another vasovagal response, while she was here visiting us from Texas; but she promised to come back anyway, so I don't have to kick his butt for scaring her off. She's a tough one, that Aunt Brandi, and I love her. I even let her snuggle me in bed.

Oh, shut up. I can be nice when I want to; I just prefer to use my other charms on a more regular basis.

Love,

Grover