Saturday's Satisfying Story

Mom told me Saturday that I had a lot to think about
and that I hadn't been a good boy.

Here I am trying to look serious and contemplative.

As you may recall, I had an adventurous week last week. First I caught a snake - and Mom used those words "leave it" - and I DID.

Then I caught a bird. Well, to tell the truth, the silly bird flew into the window near the deck and fell to the floor. I just scooped him up. But then Mom again used those words "leave it" - and I DID.

Today I was outside surveying the perimeter of my domain and I found something. Mom looked out the window and spotted me with something 7-8 inches long, round and plump, greyish brown-furred. She hurried out to the deck and was screaming those words "leave it" - and I DIDN'T. She raced down the stairs. She can be very fast when she wants to. . . .

But I was faster. Before she could hit the bottom step,
it was gone, gone, gone - all in one big gulp!!!

Mmmmmm, it was soooooooooo good.

Woos,


Pee Ess: some of you wondered why Phantom was so cold. Well, it was chilly overnight Sunday and very cold in the early morning. Well, OK, it was only about 42 degrees. But Phantom is super skinny and his coat is pretty thin, especially since his surgery. He doesn't like the cold, hard as that may be to believe. So we indulge him and let him curl up in his doughnot anytime he wants. It is supposed to be a very cold winter in the Midwest. Mom better stock up on warm blanies for the boy.