So...last week Mom forces me to go to the vet for my tummy shave.
This is me waiting for the cab to pick us up and take us to Dr B.'s office. It's unfortunate that you can't hear me sining in this photo. I wanted to make sure Mom knew I wasn't pleased with her betrayal! However, since my tummy has been given a funky feline cut I am feeling more frisky! The fresh air now cools my tum! Hooray! Don't tell Mom as I feel the need to make her feel guilty!
Mom had a nice long weekend. Good thing, too, cause she got a bit of a summer cold.
Mom finally had to admit defeat and accepted that if she wanted to feel better by the time she had to return to work it would be best to slow down. Relaxing is so boring. We felines find naps rather pleasant.
I'll close with this photo of Emily! Mom says it looks like I'm plotting to take over the world in this photo. Hmmmmm...that is not such a bad idea.
Purrs to all for a great week.
Winston and Emily