Mom loves this pic of
me taken in Aug of 2017.
She said I looked like I
had posed for her.....haha
I do, she just don't realize
it all the time.
I was still so young when
mom snapped the pic below.
I think Dakota and I had
been playing hard and I
was worn out. Mom says it
looks like I was on a three day
drunk!
Mom hardly ever gets on to
me even when I decide to open
the bag of cat food that mom has
not gotten put away yet!
She did not get onto me when
I went through the food
dumping days.
She just laughed, it could have been
cause I looked so sweet looking in
the mirror. However she did fix my
goose so to speak when she
decided to velcro the bowl
to the carpet piece! Stopped that fun
really fast.
I am not a TRASHY sort of girl
either but there sure was something
smelling good in this tall thiny
one day. Mom told me no, I got
down and have never been interested
ever again.
Not even have I been a fan
of trying to climb that shinning
silly covered looking tree that
mom puts up every so often.
Moms friends think I am pretty
special. If we have to go somewhere
mom pulls out that box thing with
a handle on it, she calls it a carrier
and taps the top telling me to get in.
I do.....she says most folks have to
fight the cats to get them in that
sort of thing.
However now if she go someplace
she puts me in the car and I just
sit between the two front seats.
One day at a scary time of the
year where there are pics of
black cats riding on brooms
with ladies in tall black hats
mom put me in the car.
We drove to the vets place.
I sat in the car like I said I do
but then she dressed me up
in a baby gown, baby bonnet,
had this sucker thing and
she wrapped me in a blanket.
Into the vets office we went,
mom held me like a baby while
they took pics. Then out to the
car again where she took all
that off me and I sat up in the car
and we went home.
If you never saw the pics
here I am.
Check out what that sucker
thing on my gown says...
Mom said I made the best babe.
She tells me all the time that
I am not the regular type of cat!
Okay, mom I get it, I am not normal
but hey you are always saying that people
tell you that you are diff and you say'
thank you! So thanks mom...and thanks
for reading the signs when I picked you.
Lily Bit