Friday, June 22, 2012

Aged to Perfection

Hi:

It's Grover.

Listen, I am so wee that I can sit in the window track instead of on the window sill.

Having never risen above six pounds, this is one of the many reasons my mother calls me The Perpetual Kitten even though I am fifteen years old and very brilliant and have lived a long, adventurous life and deserve the utmost respect!

So, respect your elders, even if they are tiny and still look like a kitten and want to be carried around 24/7 as if they were a baby and refuse to cover their poop in the litterbox.

Love,

Grover

Thursday, June 14, 2012

All You Need Is Lurve

Hi:

It's Grover.

Listen, do you believe this nonsense? Can't a cat get any rest around here without having to witness this disgusting display of lurve surely instigated by Piggy in a lame attempt to make me jealous?!

Get a room, you two.

Harrumph.

Love,

Grover

Monday, June 11, 2012

Angels In The Morning

Hi:

It's Grover. Listen, this patch of sun is only on the kitchen floor for a short while every morning and Piggy always tries to squish into it with me. 

Mom took this picture after we had just eaten our yogurt. As you can see, I often get it on my nose. How embarrassing that she didn't wipe it off before taking this shot. Harrumph.

I am, however, glad you can now know for certain that I am an angel, as demonstrated by the glowing angel wings that appeared by my side in this shot.

I think that sums it all up better than I could.

So there.

Love,

Grover

P.S. Hi. It's Piggy. Grover eats like a pig. And I have angel wings in this shot, too! So there! Love, Piggy

Sunday, June 10, 2012

New and Improved Grover?

Hi:

It's Grover. OK, so sometimes I snuggle Piggy now. Like every day, really.

So sue me.

Love,

Grover