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My Life as One of My Cats

Posted by fayeroe on July 20, 2008, at 10:41:51

I bang on the screen door at 7:00 a.m., demanding to go into the house to eat and get some loving.
Door opens and Mom greets me "Mikee, whats up?".
Who cares what's up? I want food.

Timmee bangs on screen door and Mom lets him in.We eat on our little table in the kitchen. If we ate on the floor, Lita and Fayeroe would leap in and get our food.

Mom feeds Pearl, who is sitting on the top of the storage shed. Pearl is a bitch and she doesn't like me either.

Mom sits outside to drink her coffee and I roll around on the bricks while gazing up at her in complete adoration. After all, she did get me out of that dumpster in Oklahoma.
(That is why she calls Timmee and I "the dumpster kitties.)

Timmee has to walk up and spoil everything by doing his "flop and roll" trick. Mom scratches his belly.

Mom goes back into house.

I bang on screen door again.

I'm lying in the sunshine on the kitchen floor and Mom is into YouTube once again.

This house rocks again and again and again.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmXdWOG0dTw

 

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