Meowllo and a gweat Monday to you all. Yeah we know, what’s so good ‘bout Monday wight? Dat’s zactly what mommy sed when woke her up early. But as she watched what followed, she knew it was gunna be a good day. We usually sleep till mommy wakes up and tells us she wants to get outta bed. But as most of ya’ know, da wevver be changin’ and da days awe getting’ shorter and shorter, and it’s causin’ us to be a little more feisty. So today mommy woke up to sis Lexi and me playin’ chase da fevver. Wantin’ mommy to join in da fun, me fwu da fevver on da bed and ran up da steps after it wiff sis Lexi in tow.
Mommy didn’t see or feel da fevver, but she furst opened hers eyes when me accidentally stomped on hers bladder. Now kitties lissen up. Fur those of you wunnerin’ just how it is you can get yous human to get up and feed you; just step on da bladder. Meez gotta tell ya’, not many peeps can sleep fwu dat. Mommy sure can’t. After me stomped all over mommy’s bladder it was sis Lexi’s turn while she was retwievin’ da fevver toy. Fevver in mouff sis Lexi took off back down da steps and hauled to da livin’ room wiff me on hers paws. Mommy giggled and cwied. Don’t worry, they were da happy tears. But it was all bwought to a halt when mommy hollered fur us to get her to da pawdee box room. Sissy and me dwopped da fevver and returned to mommys side to help hers up. We returned to play while mommy made our bwekky. She took extwa long to make it cuz she kept peekin’ wound da corner watchin’ sissy and me. By da time mommy realized she shuld be takin’ fotos we were runnin’ outta steam and our hungwy bellies were takin’ over. When mommy finally got da camerwa we were boff sittin’ down lookin’ at her wiff our “where’s da bwekky” eyes.
Mommy was actually talkin’ to one of our furiends/awnties da udder day ‘bout takin’ fotos furst fing in da meownin’. Mommy was sayin’ she can’t ever member to take a camerwa to bed wiff her, but dat it wuldn’t weally matter cuz she can’t move when she wakes up anyways. Then she sed sumfin’ like who takes a camewa to bed anyways. And our furiend/awnty sed, “Well I do, but it’s because I take my phone with me.” Well dat makes sense but weez not have one of those smawrty pants, foto takin’, web surfin’ fones. Mommy’s been lookin’ at ‘em, but OMC afur yous even stawrt talkin’ ‘bout callin’ plans yous gotta buy da fone. And those smawrty pants fones can cost more than a mortgage or car payment. And we can’t affurd eever of those so it’s not very likely dat weez’ll be gettinn’ one of those smawrter than you fones any time soon. MOL So there’s no pawsumly blurry fotos of this meownin’s activities, but paws cwossed, sumday weez’ll get all smawrted up too.
Are you all smawrted up? Duz yous peep wake up snappin’ fotos? What’s yous sure fired way to get yous human outta bed fur bwekky?
Till da next time………………………..Be Blest!!!
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