I was afraid my parents ran away from home. That would make me really sad. Mostly cause they feed and water me. And I might have to go back in the cat room. That would suck. But even if my parents died in a bad train accident, my grandma would never send me back to the cat room. I love grandma.
BUT my parents did come back. They went to see my Aunties Jill and Andrea. Mom and Dad came back smelling like all kinds of weird things. I didn't like that. So I had to get rid of the smells. I'm really good at that. I'm good at rubbing up on stuff and making it smell better.
Mom told me about my cousins Jiggs and Sir and Lady and Judah. They seem weird. But I want to meet them. But only if they come here. I hate the car. They are the worst. If they come over and visit, I'll even let them use my litterbox. I'm that nice. And Jiggs can eat some of my food. But NOT my toys. Sharing is overrated.
I'm really nice. Like I taught my mom the pinkie/tail promise. She said I couldn't pinkie promise because I don't have a pinkie. I showed her! I can do it with my tail. And that is waaaaay more sophisticated than a stupid human pinkie promise.
I don't remember what the promise was about. So it must not have been important. But don't tell my mom. Cause to her, getting my way is of the utmost importance! Always.
