This morning I was stalking Max while he was sleeping on the big bed and I was going to jump on him and make him mad and then run because that's always fun because his big belly goes FLOP FLOP FLOP when he runs, but right before I got to the jumping part the Mom walked in the room and she said "I don't think you should do that, Buddah," and I said "What?" and I started making biscuits on the fuzzy blanket so she would think I was just getting comfy but then she said, "I want you to be nice to Max," which was like a total bummer because I just don't get chances like this very often but I turned around and said "Ok" and she gave me head skritches and then left the room, so I could have jumped on him anyway but decided to lie down and take a nap and thought he would still be there when I woke up and he was but I totally forgot to jump on him!
Oh wow oh wow I haven't blogged in forever, like maybe 3 years or 7 months, but anytime I get a chance it's like I don't have anything to say or something else happens that I have to go look at and then I forget plus the Mom uses the computer to work and play Bookworm and that's all very very important, almost as important as all the walking she does and you know she went to Atlanta to walk for boobies with a bunch of people but she didn't bring me home a present. AND HER HAIR IS PINK!
Looky! I did get a birthday present!
It's my favorite kind of mousie! I thought only Santa brought these mousies but I got a new one from the Mom and the Dad and Max! The Mom said to try to not make it dead too fast because they're really really really hard to find but I don't know if I can stop that. Making a mousie dead is just what I do.