Formerly Feral Friday

Sometimes I have to resort to drastic measures to get Mom's attention. Last night she came home from day hunting almost two hours LATE.  She had been shopping. She bought shoes and pants and a red leather jacket.

Then she stayed up late watching my pals, the guys named Pat, wallop the Fins. And she channel surfed to watch Project Runway at the same time. I was practically ignored.

So this morning I let Mom know how I felt by taking a bath on the dining room table. A kitty [me] can get away with this if it was a feral. Otherwise I suppose it shows bad manners.

And this is about as close as I am going to get, displaying my 'tocks in Tocktober.

Happy Friday, pals!