So Your Cat Wants A Massage?




The newest thing in my life: Edgar.
1)  What is this cat massage I am hearing so much about?
2) Why did mom give a forties news reporter voice? This is what her friend said: "Edgah here, reporting to ya live from Lara's apatment. The kitty litta isn't what I am used to, but there is good eats.” They are crazy drinking their Jones soda and homemade pizza.
3)  Both of which I am not allowed to have. 4) Maybe if I refuse to eat hard cat food mom will keep giving me delicious treats and soft food. So far, so good.
5) I have toys but I lost them all, so now I guess I will chew on mom’s boots and school bag.
6) Jumping at faces is fun. Face attack!
7) Bellyrama!
8) Thanks mom for putting country music on while you are at school but stop. I don’t know who this Taylor Swift is, all I know is I just want her to stop what she is going at once.
I may be only six weeks old, but I am old enough to know that a scrunched up piece of paper isn’t a toy. I lost all mine, buy me some more.
9) What is this box of sand? Never mind that, I have to poop. The bathroom floor looks like a good place.
10) Maybe if I meow loud enough I will get picked up. Yup, works every time.
11) Hey, stop petting my face. Don’t you know there is a major whisker watch alert in place?




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