I really don't like the big 'ol orange tabby cat in this picture. He attacks me anytime I get excited or even try to walk by him! Well, today I snuck up on him and my favorite playtoy (Biloxi) and snapped this photo. I would just like to point out that people like to say I'm big-boned! Hopefully this picture will help them see who is really "big-boned" in our family!
PS...don't let Kramer know I posted this picture for everyone to see; I don't need him attacking me anymore than he already does!
PS...don't let Kramer know I posted this picture for everyone to see; I don't need him attacking me anymore than he already does!











Boy, is it HOT outside! 







But, my mom wouldn't open the door for me. I was even whining and wimpering and trying to show her my new friend but she told me "No!" So, I just continued to play with my new friend - until my dad came home! He said my mom called him on his cell phone and she was crying. She told him to get home from work ASAP (he had worked the 7pm-7am shift at the hospital the night before). I guess that scared my dad so he rushed home. He didn't even want to see me catch that bird in the air. He just opened my mouth and took my new friend away from me. Can you believe it?! The next thing I know my dad takes me inside and my mom starts calling me a murderer...what does that mean? It must not be a good thing because my mom didn't really pay much attention to me for the rest of the day. Maybe she doesn't like birds as much as I do?