Caturday

Here I am showing off my magnificent tummy.  I had another bad fur day, as you can see.  Mom!  You made me miss your purr-formance review!

Karen Jo:  I know and I'm sorry.  I fell asleep watching TV again.  Can we just leave it that I'm a bad blogger, but a good Mom?  You have everything a kitty could want.

Not quite.  I never get to chase live mousies.

Karen Jo:  And you aren't going to, unless one is stupid enough to sneak into the house.  If one does, it's all yours.

You mean like when I first moved in?

Karen Jo:  Exactly.  Don't get your hopes up too high, though.  There has only been a mouse in this house twice during the last fifteen years.

Darn!  I have been getting some really good food.  Mom couldn't find lamb, but did find a rib roast.  I have been helping her eat it.  Mom also got me a new nip ball when she couldn't find my old one.  Then she did find the old one way under the couch.  Now I have two of them.

Karen Jo:  It was probably time for a new one, anyway.  It's been over a year since I bought you the first one.

Hmmm, so I get really good food and plenty of it, almost all the treats I can eat, lots and lots of toys, plenty of comfy beds to nap in, long petting sessions every night and the stuff I don't really care for, like medicine and brushing, to keep me healthy.  I guess we will leave your purr-formance review that you are a bad blogger but a good Mom.