What is it with the upright hoomans and all the willikers about the day that it may be? Monday, oh gosh a new work week and all that there. Tuesday, getting over Monday. Wednesday, great Bast what is a Hump? And what does it have to do with a day? Thursday, oh golly gee almost the end. Friday, oh boy cannot wait and get to the, what, next day? Saturday, ok we like this one cause Pop does spend time with us. Sunday, well this one is better cause he is not pushing around the noisy hose-monster and is making foods that we can share, a little, sometimes. And then, repeat! On and on and on and on. It can drive a cat bonkers.
I guess it has to do with going where-ever they go to do what-ever they do to bring-home-the-cat-food. I mean I give extra points to the food bringing but wish Pop would just stay here and play more.
Anyhow. I have a new investigation going. There is a new little hiding cave right next to the bed. Pops brought it in last week... end... MOL. I tried to get in there this morning as Pops left it a bit open. Well I had to get out of there as all started tilting and lots of the things on top went on the floor. I thing Buddy got the blame as I was gone like quick. Buddy was like "Huh? What?" Gotta love the Budster. MOL. Will keep you up to date when I have more info...