It is I, The Baby, and I am the DivaCat around here. Histrionics are my specialty. And I have plenty of things to grizzle about;
1) Living with another Cat that wants to eat me (Johnny)
2) Living with hopelessly incompetant servants
3) Not being Allowed Outside
4) et cetera
Actually, one of my (many) nicknames is "Old Grizzled", or "Grizzled Whitey". Apt, but not very flattering.
I love boxes. Here I am making sure that Daddy is working hard at his business, making green papers to buy me foods. I would prefer White Castle Hamburgers, please. Or a donut. Pastry Cat wants Carbohydrates!
Here is a tummy shot. If you pet my tummy I will bite you. Hard.
You will note I am Outside, where I would prefer to be. I escape Out every chance I get. Once I disappeared for two days...When I came home I was very hungry and thirsty and tired. I don't want to talk about where I went or what I did...but after my Great Adventure, I detest the garbage truck.
Here is another Outside photo. This is before the Catio was screened in, and my chances of escape were MUCH better. I am looking for lizards...they live in the greenery...they are delicious but for some reason they don't stay down long and I have to yak them up on the carpet.
I enjoy the boxes Mommy & Daddy buy me at Sam's Club. The boxes there have exceptionally delicious cardboard. I love it when the Magic Feather Toy slides under the Boogie mat. I have to attack it and bite it, and then get all worked up and run around like my tail's on fire.
And so Modest.
Happy Thursday! Purrs.....
The Baby, Diva Lounge Kat