So, these things seem to not have a very good sense of direction. The smaller one has walked right into me on more than one occasion, as well as Vinny. I'm not sure if you've seen Vinny or not, but he's... uh... thick around the middle. (mom said it's not nice to call people fat, so that is my nice way of saying he's a fat cow). How can you not see a big beached black whale like him? I almost feel sorry for the thing - I mean, running into him is like running into a brick wall!
This morning was fun. I woke up about 5am (I felt like sleeping in) and started walking all over my mom - until I lost my footing and ended up on the floor. But hey, there are magazines down there. They have a flavor. So, I licked them. Then mom must have missed me and picked me back up and put me on the bed. So, I walked all over her again and again, slipped. (I try not to complain about my handicap, but sometimes it catches me off guard). I tasted some more flavor and whoosh, mom picked me up again. I love mom! So, I laid down on top of her head and purred just as loud as I could to make sure she knew how much I love her!
Last night was very exciting. The Rockies beat the Dodgers with Todd Helton's walkoff. Mom said "way to go Flufferbutt!" Helton was pretty proud of his namesake. And then he fell asleep.
TTFN,
Ellis D
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