We jus made dat Whoopsy on Wednesday up. Cuz efurryting in owr howse seems to be whoopsy in da last few days. Now we know dat Mommie has her eyeballs glued to da puter an dats why we nefur get to go on lately it seems. We run aroun her an I give her da hairy eyeball trying to get frew to her hairy eyeball all dried up an stuff cuz she nefur stops lookin at it an well yoo get da picshure rite?
Speekin of pictures-- dis am my favrit spot. Up here. Up high on dis counter. Dis is where I wait for mine treats. It seems to werk furry well for me. Till NOW...!!!!WHAT DA?????????
I knew dare wuz prollems when we gotted shut in da bedroom when da beans left fur werk. We heard banging all day long. Den Daddie came home an opened da door an we ranned like crazy to see what happened (and cuz it was feedin time...) and EERRRRKKKK! All fings came to a screechin' halt when we saw.... Where da heck did mine counter go??? Someone tooked mine kitch-hen away! Oh nose! Where is mine treat drawer? Where is mine counter? Geez. Fings wented all whoopsy all at once.
Now Angie has a different take on all dis. She sashshayed her way ofur to da door rite frew where mine counter used to be an all she am worried bout wuz gettin' owt da door so she could see da neybers an go huntin' for birdies.
And do yoo finks someone could help Mommie pick owt a color for da walls since we cats can't see colors yoo know... We don't finks dat any of da gray colors werk at all. Good fing we don't haf to worry bout all doze fings. I'll find anofur spot to lay down.
I found a spot to hang owt alreddy. I'll jus stay here till da treat drawer comes back.