The Beautiful Thursday

I do pologize fer meh mommeh bein da worst blogger ever. Does anyone know where i can gib meh mommeh da worst blogger award? If dey dunna haf one, we jus haf to make one. Mommeh, yoo lose. I hates dis.

So i saz, mommeh, mus make up fer dis. Now, yoo mus take meh picshure.



Dat right mommeh. Yoo gonna like it.



Now dis next one- i sorry yoo haz to see dis... mommeh's foot makes appearance. Not nice. Smells bad. Yes does. If on couch, an dey near daddeh, he always try to push dem away so he can't smell it. He sumtims try be nice, not let mommeh know wat he doin- he try make her sink dat he jus movin. But... she always know...



Den i move in da sun. Bask. Bask... Bask.



*yawn* Bein da kitteh iz hard werks.



Ok, Ready again. Look at dis face, iz dark vs. light.

Maybe i evil? Maybe i angel? mommeh saz like alfred hitchcock movie. All shadows mean sumtin.



Look here. Iz meh feets. Aren't dem cute toes?



ahhhhhhhhhh i lub layin in da sun.



Lemme innaduce yoo ta meh new mouse. See, petey still at large. Canna be found. Look everywhere mommeh did. I not tellin where he is. Haffa figure it out mommeh. I know yoo read meh blog- i no stoopid an gonna put it on here fer yoo to find.



I sink i name him herman. Him haz ball tail. Him weird. Haf fuzzy tings. I donna play wif him very much. I miss meh petey.



Since petey gone, i no carry toys around no more. I miss him. Ok mommeh, maybe i forgets where i leave him k. ... halp meh find hims....



Until den, i play wif dis herman i guess. YAAAAAAAAAAH!



Also, mommeh sink dis funneh. Real funneh. Daddeh didna. But mommeh did.

Sunday Intruder.

Dis mornin while mommeh on da puter, i am protecting da house. I on duty all tim.

I find dis stranger trying to get in meh house.



I waz pawin him but everytim mommeh took camera out, i stop and stare at her. Stoopid mommeh. I want to kill bug. Not pose.



I see him der all hangin on to da screen out der. Now dat air on i can't pounce on him. Mommeh saz i can't pounce on him anywaz caz i cud hurt da screens.



But i tell mommeh. i saz, i do wat i wants!

Petey is missing friends. He's lost somewhere in da house. Mommeh can't find him anywhere. Checked all meh favorite hiding places. No where to be found.



Mommeh also saz might git nother kitteh, caz one waz found by werk lady and saz needs home real bad, canna take care ofs. Do i want sisfer? Iz tortishell. Mommeh will meet her tomorrow.



Daddeh saz no. Mommeh wants dis kitteh. But house not very big. But saz, maybe foster til find better homes? Mommeh likes doin foster stuff. Stoopid mommeh saz daddeh. Stoopid mommeh.

Wat a day.

I waz apposed to do meh photo hunter. but da weather waz not bright. And mommeh had no bright ideas either.

I waz lazy this week. See meh?



I laid behind mommeh on da chair while she types. Lay lay.



I lay on da floor.



Mommeh. i busy. go way.



Mommeh sinks dat i lay round so much caz of da heats. Been real hots. But da air machiney on. Today i sleep a whole lots. Mommeh kind of worried. Neveh sleep dis much afor.



Unless mommeh, while yoo not home i playin tooooooo much! Like, when yoo caught meh stealing da plastic knife out of the kitchen sink.... mommeh found dis knife in meh cubes. I sink it meh toy. Well. Smell like yummy goodness. Den, it knife for meh din. And, if it meh din. My knife din. My knife. All good. Fair. Meh knife. Sanks fer da toy mommeh!