This picture shows you how I looked not fifteen minutes before the door was knocked on. Momma got it with, what else, her cell phone. See my mouth?
Anyway, Mom and my pet sitter Gina have become wonderful friends. Mom and she talk all the time so mom and I decided to extend an invitation to her to come over.
We served coffee and shortbread cookies and Kitties, you should have seen me. Oh I wound around her ankles, I head butted her, I got up in the window...same place that picture was taken and laid there and got pets, scratches and loving from Gina. I TALKED to her too. And, I played Paper Bag, and I played elastic stringed bouncy heavy fishy toy with crinkled ribbons tied on it.
Mom had been a little concerned (I was very worried) because I had not made a poo for 36 hrs and day before yesterday when we got up for breakfast, she went to clean my box and in 24 hrs. there was NO...nada...pee in it! No poo either. Nothing. Scared her, she said. I felt great, ate like a starving warrior, and mom put a third dish of water out..I took a long drink and finally peed. BUT it wasn't till today after our company came on this the second day of my scaring mom, that I went to my box and finally had a bowel movement! Boy, I perfumed the air!
Do I have her in my paw or what!?