It's my two-month Gotcha Day Anniversary, so how do we celebrate? Do I get steak? Do I get roast beast? Do I get special stinky goodness? Do I get a new toy?
What I get is chased around the sewing room. She tried to catch me. She tried to bribe me. She tried to trick me. She had those thick black hands on. She even dragged Gizzy in and trimmed his claws while I watched. Ha ha, didn't work. I still have my nice sharp claws.
I guess she didn't like it much when I climbed up her pants and shirt to grab that measuring thing that dangles from her neck when she sews.
update on Friday~~
Gizzy says I hafta tell the truth. The Lady gave me some nice roast beast with my breakfast yesterday. And cheese. She gave me some cheese too. And she sang me a Happy Gotcha Day song.