Hi! Last week, I insisted I have my picture taken on my favorite color, on my favorite sheet which just happened to match the color of my eyes, before my brother, the ginger and white one everyone thinks is cute, snuck in and chewed a hole in the middle of it. Can you believe it? The nerve of that guy! I guess it’s “the thing” with him and why he doesn’t get to visit me in my room very often. And by very often I mean, never. But he’s a sneaky one, he is. Always waiting, waiting, waiting by the door. I hear the lady explain the meaning of no to him all the time but I don’t think he gets it.
I want to yell, “Hey boy! Stay off my green!” But I don’t. I just sit and shake my head and think, “Those darn youngsters!”
What? Who me? But I’m CUTE!