Another week begins... and I just got out of the doghouse in time to greet it. Mom got a bit irate with me the other night. Really, it was nothing - 'rents just get so worked up about stuff, don't they?
Nothing??! You had my HEAD in your TEETH!! Holding on to me, wouldn't let go until Mom walked around the couch and saw it. Mean, that's what you are. I was just trying to enjoy the open door whiffies with you, that's all. And you BIT me.
Toby: Girlcats. And Moms. Sighs. I guess I'd better be extra nice to at least one of them for a few days.