Dear Lola,
Dear Lola,
Cars, don't you know that Kiley is the Breaker of All Things Including Herself? Why are you trying to break her? You can never do as good of a job as Kiley does. Your feeble efforts offend me. If you were worthy of disdain, it would be directed in your general direction.
As if I don't have enough to do in this universe, now I have to battle a UTI. The Humans give me this stuff to take twice a day. They say it will assist me in my battle. I highly doubt that mere humans can do anything correctly. Kristen says it smells like bubblegum. I do not know of bubblegum, but I do know what is not chicken flavored. And this certainly is not pleasing to my palate.
Human tuna fish is good enough to wake up for, but it is NOT good enough to cause me to get out of bed for it.
The weather is unacceptable. I blame the humans. It is so hot that I do not sit in my chair next to Snuffy. Instead I sit on the floor in front of my chair that holds Snuffy. I require chilled Fancy Feast at regular intervals. The back porch is too hot for me to sleep on. If I am not on the back porch there is no sun dried fluff. I know that does not please me.
Happy Birthday Aunt Lyndsey! At least, I hope you have birthdays in Canada. I don't know. Canada might be like being a Jehovah's Witness. And then there would be no cake. So my guess is you are having your birthday. Because you love cake!

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