safe place

i think daddy wanted to pick me up the other day. he chased me round and round the living room and i couldn't even hide in my litter box or behind the bar stool. he just wouldn't give up! eventually, i hopped into a paper bag mommy had put on the ground for me. daddy stopped chasing me and made cooing noises instead. so it became my safe place.




then i got mad at the bag because my ears couldn't stand up. so i hopped back out.

blogs and hogs

i've been too lazy to blog. plus mommy's always hogging the computer.