Mom took this picture of me while I was playing with the paper she left on the floor. It's not too great, but you can see my ear tuft. My Mom must be the laziest, clumsiest Mom in the whole world. She didn't even take any pictures today. All she did was run noisy machines all day and lie around doing nothing. She even kicked me three times today. Three times! Sheesh! You would think that she would know that I'm here by now.
Karen Jo: I'm so very sorry, Herman. I didn't mean to hit you with my legs or feet at all. I just haven't mastered the "check where the kitty is before moving your feet" way of walking yet. I did the laundry and cooked and fed the birds and brought in the trash bins from the curb and that's all I did, beside playing with you and giving you lots and lots of scritches. I'm still feeling just a little tired from getting over my cold. I meant to take some pictures, but the light never seemed right with the snow coming down.
At least I got lots of play time and scritches. I didn't eat nearly as much today as I did yesterday and I slept a lot, too. Mom thought I should be interested in the snow, but I wasn't. Why should I care about snow? I'm not going out there. Mom seemed to be awfully interested in a certain place under my chin while she was giving me scritches. I let her scritch it and feel it, but I wouldn't let her look at it.
Karen Jo: I felt a little bump and what feels like a scab, Herman. I was just trying to figure out what it is. I am going to keep feeling it and if it gets bigger, you might have to go to the v-e-t.