A blog about the English life of an American kitty who lives with one human woman and one indentured servant man and sometimes two young boys.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
It was just me and him this weekend. As you can see, I'm reminding him about his obligations to Pumpy and me. We need cereal milk, our fudz, and a little scratching while we fall asleep. He did a good job of taking care of us but sometimes he tries to pick me up! Can you imagine? I don't allow it. Only the lady bean can pick me up and only when she's sitting in a chair.