Good morning, to all my faithful followers! It’s been a long week and seems like a month has passed since I last sat at this keyboard. I’ve been getting my exercise by zooming around the house and running through my tunnel. I still love my tunnel! I also discovered a plastic ball with a bell inside that rolls all over the floor when I bat it. I love chasing it and it’s easy to find since it makes noise.
On Thursday, mommy watched a lot of movies, and I spent time on her lap. She explained to me about Thanksgiving being that day and how thankful she was to find me. Don’t tell her, but I’m the one who found her. When she was walking around and looking in the cages, I gave her my “please pet me” look and sure enough it worked. Once she knew what a loving boy I was, she couldn’t resist. But I let her think it was her who found me. I mean, that’s what we cats do. We have choices and we decide who we are going to adopt as our parent/s.
I digress. We didn’t have family for Thanksgiving. It was just the two of us, and that was fine with me. But on Friday afternoon, people started coming through the door…people I didn’t know, and some I did. I wasn’t afraid or nervous at all. I let everybody pet me and play with me. I did remember the little girl I met before. She was running around the house like I do when I get the zoomies. She played with me a lot. She also picked me up and carried me, which I tolerated but didn’t particularly like.
Everybody ate except me. I stayed in the living room and watched mommy hoping she’d remember me, too. And she did. When everyone finished, she fed me. And then it was back to the living room to get more attention. It was a good day. I hope we do Thanksgiving again this week.
Mommy likes to watch other kitties on her television. I like them, too. I wish we had another kitty, so I’d have a buddy to play with when I want to. I wouldn’t want it to try to sleep in my favorite spots, though. And mommy said no, that if she let another kitty come to live with us, she wouldn’t have enough money to feed us both. And I don’t want to share. I like my food. So maybe she’ll get me a stuffed one for Christmas. One that purrs and is big like me.
(Big yawn!) I’m looking at my window bed and thinking how good it feels to sleep there. Time for my morning nap. See you next Wednesday!