Friday, September 01, 2006
Message to Mom. I can see yur a little cranky this morning. My usual sweetness aside, I sleep at the foot of the bed at Daddy's feet. Just because I rolled a little over to your side doesn't mean that you can stick your a) stinky and b) sweaty toesies on my belly and in my face in the middle of the night. I unnerstand that you wake up with those freaky men-o-pawsal sweatsies that you get from being old and that's what happens to females when they get old so then don't get annoyed when I have to take a bath for fifteen minutes everytime you rubs yur sweaty self ofur me. I know you like to rub your toesies on my soft fur but then you get what you deserve by listening to me cleaning yur sweat off me. But hey, you're awake already anyway. Geez, I'm getting close to yur age in human years. I hope kitties don't get men-o-pawsal. Ewww.