This was my postie last Monday, but last week we were concentrating on the tragic loss of baby Violette, so I thought that I would run this again.
Momma left me at Granny and Poppa's for three days and then came back, but then she promptly turned around and left again, this time with Granny and Poppa and Auntie Jane and all of her family! They were gone for three days, too. Luckily then I had four good days of playing at Granny & Poppa's with everyone home before the terrible ordeal of driving back to Ithaca.
My cousin Sophie and I get along together pretty well, once she gets over sulking and hiding under the bed for the first two days. This is my cousin Sophie on her favorite hang-out spot, her red condo:
Here is a nice headshot of Sophie. She has rockin' Golden Panther eyes.
Now, Sophie, see, is a lot more fun than her little sister Sassy. Sassy has major "tabbi-tude," Granny calls it. She keeps following me around the house, saying things like "YOU SUCK!" and "GO HOME, FATTY!" and "THIS IS NOT YOUR HOUSE!" in her squeaky little voice. I told her once, "ya know, pip-squeek, if you gotta problem with me, just go somewhere else." But she prefers following me everywhere, telling me that she doesn't like me. It gets very tiresome.
But Sophie is fun to play with. She can Coco play chase, and she and I play wrestle around the cat-ring after Granny gives us some good 'nip.Here we are on the ring:
This is my favorite: we call it "Stand-off" !!! Momma makes a whistle sound, "ooo-ee-ooo-ee-ooooo." I think we should have a tumble-weed going by, too, but Momma draws the line at tumble weeds in the house. Bummer.