Last night Momma went to visit two little Meezer guys who live across the street. Here are the neighbors:
They're named Blues and Jazz. Blues is a blue point, and Jazz is a lynx point. I think they're about 4 months old now. They've already got some pretty rockin' Meezer laser eyes, don't they?
Here they are wrestlin'. They are a handful, I think. Granny's talking about gettin' a Meezer sister for Sophie. I think that a mini Meezer would be a good match for that Sophie...
Here's Sophie perched on her ring I showed you the other day. She jumps up on top and then flips around to play with the mouse in the middle. I told her about your circus tricks, Daisy, and I think she wants to do that, too.
Finally, this is Oreo. Oreo is a really, really old lady. She's 19. She likes to pretend that Sophie and I don't exist. She gets away with a lot, too, because she's older than dirt. You know how it is: she sneaks my food or hisses on the stairway, and immediately the Beans are all "Oh, Oreo! Are you hungry? You have to eat your own special food..." or "Hey Jimmy Joe/Sophie--are you bothering that poor old kitty??" Oh man, she really works the old lady card.
[grudgingly] I guess I'll miss her too, though.
So those are my friends and neighbors here in Michigan. I'll let you know when I'm back in NY! Have a great weekend, y'all!