I'm back...I took a nap and got distracted
Fine...the female person I live with *insists* on referring to herself as mommy or something along those lines. Whatever. I'll humor her, I suppose.
So, *mom* put up this fake Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving...she did an okay job on it, but I wasn't all that happy with it. I gave it a while to see if it would grow on me but something wasn't quite right about it. I finally had to take matters into my own paws and knocked it over last night just before she was off to her first training for her new part-time job. I waited until she went into the kitchen then somehow managed to knocked the TV tray over which spilled the tree all over the floor.
*meows and looks pleased with himself*
She yelled at first, so I hightailed it upstairs; but then I heard her say it was just an accident and it would be okay. Accident, my paw...I wanted a different look to the tree. Besides she *loves* to decorate Christmas trees, and I don't think she minded all *that* much. She finished it this evening and it looks much better now. I'm not sure she had to threaten to make me into fuzzy slippers though if I touched the tree again! That was a bit harsh in my opinion. I *like* the tree now, so I have no reason to knock it over again.
Unless I decide I want it to look different again.
In other news...it snowed here. At least that's what mom called it when she nearly shoved my head through the blinds yesterday morning so I could look at all this white stuff on the ground. I'll grudgingly admit it was somewhat pretty and white, but after a few minutes it got old. Oh, and this was *after* she came tearing up the stairs shrieking about snow...at 5:15 in the morning!!!
5:15!
Dad (the male person has the same issues with names as the female one does) and I were sound asleep on the bed and did *not* appreciate being woken up with such caterwalling. If I hadn't jumped up with lightening reflexes, she'd have landed on me when she leaped on the bed. I won't say whether or not I watched the snow all day after the people left....
That's it for now. Nap time! And mom is anxious to use the computer. I think she's addicted or something. *rolls eyes* At least *I* know how to pace myself online!
So, *mom* put up this fake Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving...she did an okay job on it, but I wasn't all that happy with it. I gave it a while to see if it would grow on me but something wasn't quite right about it. I finally had to take matters into my own paws and knocked it over last night just before she was off to her first training for her new part-time job. I waited until she went into the kitchen then somehow managed to knocked the TV tray over which spilled the tree all over the floor.
*meows and looks pleased with himself*
She yelled at first, so I hightailed it upstairs; but then I heard her say it was just an accident and it would be okay. Accident, my paw...I wanted a different look to the tree. Besides she *loves* to decorate Christmas trees, and I don't think she minded all *that* much. She finished it this evening and it looks much better now. I'm not sure she had to threaten to make me into fuzzy slippers though if I touched the tree again! That was a bit harsh in my opinion. I *like* the tree now, so I have no reason to knock it over again.
Unless I decide I want it to look different again.
In other news...it snowed here. At least that's what mom called it when she nearly shoved my head through the blinds yesterday morning so I could look at all this white stuff on the ground. I'll grudgingly admit it was somewhat pretty and white, but after a few minutes it got old. Oh, and this was *after* she came tearing up the stairs shrieking about snow...at 5:15 in the morning!!!
5:15!
Dad (the male person has the same issues with names as the female one does) and I were sound asleep on the bed and did *not* appreciate being woken up with such caterwalling. If I hadn't jumped up with lightening reflexes, she'd have landed on me when she leaped on the bed. I won't say whether or not I watched the snow all day after the people left....
That's it for now. Nap time! And mom is anxious to use the computer. I think she's addicted or something. *rolls eyes* At least *I* know how to pace myself online!