Meanwhile, I am still doing the Correctol commercial dance (Thank you again for identifying that song's commercial Trout Talkin Tabbies)" I feel good...like I knew I would...." when I dance out of the litter box after a poo. I come flying out after a marathon litterbox flushing where I about scrape the blue off the box and I fly into the room where mommy is..eyes opened as wide as they will open, back straight up in the air and I'm hopping! Last night however, I did not stand up and spread my arms. Usually I do. Wish you were here. Mommy had to play with me for awhile as I had a high energy level.
I swear, I love my mom so much. She is always, always so sweet and gentle with me. I purr seeing her coming into the room to pet or kiss me. She loves ME just as much. We are a bonded pair. She was bonded with Admiral too. Mom's love their fur babies.
|Asleep on my chair. Suckin' my thumb.|