Last night we watched Toy Story... well they did. Napping is more my thing.
And bathing... I do a lot of that.
Today started with the fluffy one doing her spastic pawing at the window - why, no one knows.
And I... I hid beneath a rug because that's what I do.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Cooped up as always, though Josh has been home this week, presumably to keep me company, although he has been glued to his chair in front of the computer. I drape myself across his arm in order to subtly hint that he should be paying attention to me, but it hasn't worked. Instead he pulled out the machine of doom that emits noisy obnoxious sounds and sucks up the fluffy one's (aka Ziggy) fur. Not pleased with the turn of events, perhaps I shall hack up a hairball or just loudly complain about the state of things.