Mom says that sometimes
living with us furs can
be an adventure.
Here is some of my
adventures of the week.
Not only do I use the
rail as a tight rope,
I have started to do
flips on it now.
Mom was getting ready for
bed the other night and
while sitting in the bed
she kept hearing some
scratching noises.
She got down to look
and see what I was
up too. Yep, she just
knew it was me.
I had made a hole
in the cover that covers
the springs on what mom
calls box springs.
I peeped out at her
when she went looking for
me and told me to
get out.
Every time she tried to pull me
out I would stick my paw
out and try to play
with her hand.
I don't care where I am
I always hear mom when
she heads to that
room with the white
chair. I always
follow. She pushes that
white handle but will
not let me look in
cause she always closes
the lid.
She was mad at herself the
other day
when she looked back at me and
I had my paw on the
handle trying to push
it down...and she did
not have her phone.
She ran out of the room
and came back with it
but I would not do it
again.
Teach her to carry
the phone with her.
Then yesterday it was
all rainy and yucky out
and mom decided to watch
I wanted to watch too,
up close and personal.
I don't hang on mom
like I used to since
I found the DECK!
But at the end of the day when
I am really tired, I go suck
on my blanket and knead...
then I jump up on mom and
nap.
Think I am just fun.
Misty
