Well, I'm still being ignored because of THEM. So, this is what I do to get even. I go outside near the roses and lay down in the dead leaves. You can tell it's nearly Autumn because that boring sedum plant is suddenly turning pink.
Then the best moment: I go into the house with a few pounds of leaves stuck to my fur and listen to mom yell, "Don't go any further, you're dropping stuff all over the floor!" She finally combs me. And then she has to vacumn the floor. Sweet!
And this is the one that bugs me the most!! Atticus! Mom is always talking to him and cooing and so forth--just because he's puny and his mom died of West Nile Virus. And boy does he play that for all its worth, if you ask me. It's disgusting! Mom was using that high voice of hers when she thinks something is sooo cute, and saying, "Atticus, sweetie pie, here's a nice branch for you." Ugh.
Anyway--back to cats. It's Weekend Cat Blogging. We still haven't heard from Clare, but Cat Synth has kindly volunteered to guest host! Thanks.