Geez, What was with Blogger last night? William thought it musta yakked up a furball. I think it musta got locked outta the house or something.
Anyways, the Lady (who's been studying h-t-m-l) actually registered a domain and soon I'm gonna have my very own website.
I have a coupla questions....
What's a domain?
What's a website?
(I already know what h-t-m-l is. It stands for Hypertext Markup Language. I'm not interested in knowing more, because my brain is the size of a small walnut and I have to keep room for the really important things like how I hafta act to get the Lady to give me some beef stinky goodness, where's a nice warm place to sleep, how to avoid Jasmine and that kinda stuff.)
She says I shouldn't get all hepped up about it, because it's only a test and it isn't gonna be forever.
What's a test?
Why isn't it gonna be forever?
In other, more important notes, the big cats have been eating my crunchies. I know it's OCP (Older Cat Privilege), but I still don't like it.
And I found this totaly awesome window. Only I can reach it, because it's over the kitchen counter and I'm the only cat that can jump up there. It's gi-normous and it faces the sun. I am pretty sure the Lady will get some pictures as soon as she can.