Friday, June 22, 2012
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.
at 8:13 AM
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Monday, June 11, 2012
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.
P.S. Hi. It's Piggy. Grover eats like a pig. And I have angel wings in this shot, too! So there! Love, Piggy
at 5:42 AM