The Tower's Back!

Mom brought the tower back to the family room last weekend! Ohhhhhhh, I missed it so much. Did you know there are sooooo many places I can reach from the tower top?

It's been REALLY cold and icey here in southwestern Ohio this week. I'm so glad I'm a cat and don't have to go outside like the dawg.

I watched television with Mom last night. We cuddled on the chair together with a flannel quilt Mom made a few years ago. There is NOTHING better than Mom's lap and a warm flannel quilt on a cold February night. Sophie? She still prefers being cozy in Pretty Girl's fur-lined hoodie.That won't last much longer since Sophie's growing.

Mom promises to get some more recent photos of us on the blog. Beans! Don't they know that's a priority?

Purringly yours,

Milly

The V-E-T

Mum bundled me into the prisoner transport unit yesterday for a trip to the v-e-t. She said I was going to be fixed.

Well, pardon me, I didn't know I was broken!

What an ordeal! I now have this funny looking scratch on my tum tum and omg, what happened to my furry belly? There's even a bald spot on my front leg! I just don't have my usual get-up-and-go either.

The tower - my Christmas gift - is GONE! Where did it go? (Mum's note: Put it away in the garage for a few days on vet's orders)

Sophie and I have gotten some primo cuddling time thanks to all this though. Mum sez Sophie's next, whatever that means. I don't like the v-e-t. She loves me though! Sez I was an excellent patient and I am a beautiful little cat. I tried to make myself small and bury my head under Mum's arm when the v-e-t wanted to pet me. I hope I don't have to see the v-e-t again for a LONG time.

Purrs and head butts,
Milly