Days of my life

Mom still leaves her stuff everywhere.

I still chew her stuff.

Darnell has been up to no good.

 He was always such a good boy, but he is becoming a little trouble maker. He is starting fights with me everyday.

Fin usually doesn’t bother me, but the last week or so he has been slapping me on the head when I walk by.

I swear those two are plotting against me.

 Mr. Karl Lagerfeld Mr. Chanel, got himself a kitten. Her name is Choupette. She is cute. I’m sure she will be modeling Chanel jewelry soon. We sent out about 30 emails and pictures this week to agents, pet photographers, catalogs and what ever contest mom could find on-line. Lets hope someone likes me and hires me soon. Getting me a job has become a job for mom and she isn’t too happy.I’ve been hunting balls.

(They are all over the house.)

When I find them, I like to roll around for a while.

Sometimes I day-dream.

I am learning the alphabet.

I know what an E is (I think)

This week it was Darnell’s turn to interrupt. 

I took a walk in the park.

I saw a dog having fun and followed him to the dog park.

At first I didn’t see any dogs playing.

Then they saw me and came running.

I wasnt scared.

(Well maybe of the big one) Mom made me leave, the dogs were too exited to see me.

So I walked around for a while.

Checked out the birds in the trees.

Climbed into some trees.

Day dreamed.

Then went back home.

Where I could watch TV,

and eat spinach like a normal cat.