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

3 comments:

The Lee County Clowder said...

A good way to go, if you can pull it off, Grover.

The Meezers or Billy said...

there's nothing wrong with wanting to be carried everywhere or not covering your poops. You look cute Grover

Jan's Funny Farm said...

We came by to see how you guys are doing and don't know if we can leave a comment to say hello. You have the evil unreadable word verification on. :(