Yesterday morning I had eaten a good breakfast, made sure all my furs were in place, settled down in a comfortable position to wait for Mom to leave for work, when……….
Here I am! Can I lie down by you? Can we measure and see who’s longer? Did you enjoy breakfast? Is Mom going to that work thing again? What are we going to do all day? Are you listening to me?
Mom!!! Hemingway is ignoring me!! Again!!!!!
Mom says I’m a furry, four-footed wrecking ball. What does she mean by that, Hemingway?
Here, I found a picture on the internet thingy.
Never mind your fluffy tummy. We all know you love food. Anyway, Mom calls you a wrecking ball ‘cuz you seem to get into EVERYTHING.
So do you!
I’ve grown up a little so I don’t knock everything off the shelves, tables, desks and bookcases. Even last night you managed to knock down a round candle and you were chasing it all over the house.
It was fun!
You also do lots of exploring, as evidenced in the following photo:
I was just checking things out. By the way, is this a Kitty Wash machine? There’s plenty of room for even you!
Steinbeck, get out of there!
Steinbeck, want to know another way you are a wrecking ball? You wreck all my peaceful time.
But you love me! Besides, this is good exercise for both of us. Mom said you were supposed to slim down so I’m just helping!
Long ago I was adopted by my Mom. I’m going to be seven on Christmas Eve. That’s a paw and two claws! I’m wise……at least I think so. Well, with the addition of this little “spitfire”, I’ve realized some very important things.
In conclusion, it’s hard being an older brother, but I’m kind of getting used to this little one. Sometimes I have to swat him ‘cuz he’s obnoxious, but I try not to swat too hard. I’m hoping that he’ll eventually settle down. At least he doesn’t try to curl up with me when we’re both on Mom’s bed. I want to cuddle with Mom…….not him!
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