you can't eat that!

My one mom, the one with the tasty hair, had a bad couple of weeks. I know this because she was not as interested in me as she usually is, and also she kept SLEEPING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY. That is normal for cats, but not normal for my one mom. And then when I wanted her to WAKE UP AND PAY ATTENTION TO ME ALREADY, she was not at all appreciative.

One of my one mom's friends sent her some balloons. My one mom really liked them. I really liked them too. Also I like her friend. She has two cats, so how bad can she be? Plus she likes me. But I haven't seen her in a while because all of us moved to different places. I know she still remembers me, on account of the HALF DOZEN BALLOONS.

I like balloons. They are SHINY and BOUNCY and more to the point, THEY HAVE RIBBON. I know I am not supposed to eat ribbon. I am not supposed to eat a lot of things. That has never stopped me before.

My moms thought they could put the balloons where I couldn't get them. They were wrong. I decapitated one of them almost immediately. Then I made short work of four more. OBSERVE MY MANDIBULAR PROWESS.



You may be wondering why there are six balloons on the ceiling, when I said I only ate five. I did only eat five. My other mom, the one with the nice lap, got to the sixth one before I could. But she used some sharp things that were not her teeth.

Wimp.

Labels: household items