Mama put a collar on me! Yucky. I hate collars. But the new place says that I have to to move in and live there. At least it is lavender but, but, it has a purple bell. Now I tinkle when I walk and when I stretch and when I take baths and, and after I use the litter box and, and, oh, yucky!
Mama's knee looks pretty bad. So I have been helping her. I walk in front of her when she goes into another room. I keep her side of the couch warm. I remind her to wake up. I let her eat hamm with me. I give her lots of head bumpies, and she tells me she loves me, and I do biscuits on her and, and, oh, lots of stuff.
We're still trying to move and pay every thing up to date. It's hard, though.
I can't wait till this is all over and we have our new home.
love, and kisses for my Sugar Pie,