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.
Friday, January 8, 2010
It certainly is nice to have a brother to sleep with when the winter winds blow cold.
I've taught the dog that if you just plain refuse to eat your fudz, the Lap Lady will give you new and different fudz until you signal your approval. I refused to eat my fudz for a few days and now I'm getting gravy plus some other kind of beefy stinky goodness.
Oh, and have I mentioned that it's cold over here? And snowy.