Silly Mommy

Last night Mommy was petting me and her eyes were all leaky. She kept saying she was sorry for being such a lousy mother. When I meowed to find out what was wrong she told me: we were out of kitty litter. Sheesh, lady, I thought something was really wrong! I know I'm fussy about my litter, but I can live with having to pee on newspaper for twelve hours
till you can get to the store. Humans!

June News

The painters finally left. The patio furniture and all the plants are back outside and I'm free to work on my tan. I like my fur to be a specific shade of orange, so I need sunlight. Best of all, a big curly-tailed gecko ran by and I chased him. He ran under the door to the storage room, though.
I'm glad Ben has taken over Suz's blog. We miss her, but it's good to hear from her family.
Today was the anniversary of the Battle of Bunker Hill. Mommy is working on a book onthe Revolutionary War, so that anniversary was a big deal to her.

The Painters Who Won't Leave

The painters are still here. The paint part of our building, then leave, then a few days later come back and paint another part of our building. I hate it. I need to get outside to work on my tan. I'm sick of the patio furniture sitting in the middle of the living room floor. Most of all, I want to
hunt. I haven't chased anything reptilian in two weeks.
PS We're so glad that Suz is feeling better.