Don’t mind the fuzz on my face today. Mom usually fixes that for me, either by giving me brushes or using Photoshop after the fact, but today, I’ve giving her the day off…
…because today is her special day! She’s much older than me. She’s almost as old as our foster sister Itty who turned twelve in June. I think that’s right. Lemme see….
… twelve… carry the one…. divided by days of nip, minus last Thursday…. multiplied by seven point eight and a quarter past (using cat time) … equals one thousand ninety four. And a half. Hmmm, that doesn’t seem right.
Anyhoo, she’s pretty far up there and says she doesn’t mind at all, nor feels that number of years but if we young whippersnappers don’t keep the racket down today, someone is going to start missing toys.
Hey! That’s not fair!