Sad George

Me mum keeps kissin and huggin on me and tellin me she loves me.

The entire house in clean and she's washed everthin in that big metal contraption in the kitchen that you could possibly wash.

There's a big silver bag in the extra room and she keeps puttin stuff in it and there stuff on the dining table next to her hand bag, all lined up to go in it or somefing.

I fink she's goin away for a bit ...

I'm gonna miss me mum :(

Milk!

Mum gives me that last bit of her cereal milk every morning!

Sometimes I drink it all at once.

Sometimes I saves it and drinks it a little here, and a little there.

But mum leaves for a bit tomorrow so no more milk :(

I'm a black furry ball o' trouble!

Now that me dad has run off somewheres for this job and it's just me and mum in the house, I am havin' all sorts of fun!

I start of with nibblin' mum's eyebrow early in the morning so's she can feed me right on schedule like me dad does.
Then I run around like mad and knock everything over that's in my way.
I've knocked almost all the soap bottles in the bath tub. I love the bumps and booms it makes when I do that!
I have chased mum's feet every time she's on the stair.
And I keep playin on the boxes by the stair, and messing with every thing me dad left lying around.
It's so much fun!

But I do miss me dad. His arms and hands are more fun to bite that mum.

Nibble Nibble.... CHOMP

Today, I'm pretending me mum's arm is an ear of corn.

I grab it with both me paws, and nibble up and down until I get a really good spot and then...

chomp chomp chomp CHOMPCHOMPCHOMP CHOMPPPPPPPP

How to Make Mum Mad

I have a favorite new way to make me mum (and dad) mad.

I like to knock over glasses filled with water!

First I check to see if there's anyfing in the glass. Then I dips me paw in it. And then... WHAM! I knock it with me paw and watch the water spill out and soak everything around it.

It's such fun that I did it twice last night! First I did it on the dining table and then I did it on the end table! I hope Mum leaves her water glass for me to knock over some more tonight!

She shot me.... TWICE!

Mum took me to the vet today...

There were these two HUGE staffies and a wee yorkie and a lab pup. I coulda taken the last two...

But she gets me back in the room and lets me outta me travel carrier and I gets to explorin'. Found out I weigh 9.8 pounds... It's all muscle, I swear!

But then the vet woman stuck me with a needle and I wasn't the least bit happy! And mum was holdin' me down! I couldn't go nowhere! So I twisted and the liquid stuff shot through a second hole and I thought I was home free. But the lady just shot me AGAIN! I hate injections! And to top it off, I had to swallow this icky yellow stuff, for worms... like a handsome Tom like meself would have worms!

Me mum's such a traitor...

Almost Free!

So's yesterday morning, after making breakfast, me dad left the kitchen window titled open. (For you Americans, the windows open differently: you can swing them open kinda like a door, or for those with sneaky little Toms like me self, you can tilt it in so's its open about 4 to 5 inches at the top.) And I sees me opportunity to escape! I jump on the kitchen counter, knockin' a few fings outta me way. And then....I spring!

mmmmrrrrrrrrrOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWW! That hurt!

I underestimated me jump and got lodged between the window and the frame with me back-end still inside and me front half danglin' out the dinow! I just yowled and me mum and dad came runnin' to free me. I was so ashamed- my one easy shot and I missed it! Mum lifted me up and cuddled and cooed at me, trying to sooth me poor achin' ribs though it was me pride she shoulda been soothin'. Of course, me dad shuts the window then and all hopes of escape were dashed.

One of these days, I'll get out..

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