Thursday, February 16, 2012

I Am a 'Fraidy Cat

Yep. Sometimes I am a 'fraidy cat. 

I do not like this thing. Mom says it makes the Hots. I think it's funny looking, funny sounding, and I do not like things blowing air on me. When Mom turns this thing on (in the mornings when she gets dressed, I run away.

12 comments:

Quiltdivajulie said...

Funny post!

Sparkle said...

I don't think it looks trustable either, Millie. I prefer the floor heaters here to get warm.

The Meezers or Billy said...

we agree - we would not trust that.

Prancer Pie said...

Oh Millie, give it time. It's a wonderful contraption!

Megan said...

"Fraidy" seems like such a perjorative description Millie. How about: cautious, wary and watchful?

Megan
Sydney, Australia

Madness, Trouble, Squish and Milkbone said...

Oh Millie - two of us are fraidy cats. Madness is fraidy, but it quickly turns into fierce. Squish hides in the closet (which mom leaves open specially for her) for the smallest disturbance. Mom says she's tra-matized - but we still love her.

Karen Jo said...

You are not a fraidy cat, Millie, just cautious. All of us have things that make us hide. I wouldn't trust that thing, either.

Herman

Shaggy, Scooby and Scout said...

It does resemble the gaping jaws of hell.
Best to be cautious.

Simba said...

Maybe if it was just warm without BLOWING and making NOISES you would snuggle up towards it.

Derby, Ducky said...

We don't think it will bite you Millie. But blowing can be icky.

Angel and Kirby said...

W know that Max loves his! Maybe you will learn to like it too!

Max said...

Oh man, you are really missing out! It's like home made sun puddles, but better! I'm already not looking forward to when the Woman won't turn ours on...that's gonna be soon :(