Uhmmm… excuse me’ Can someone please explain this… this… gray… view I have’ It IS April, is it not’ Why is it cold’ Where is the warm sun’ I sent out for some SPF-9, but not only has it not arrived, I’ve been told I’m not allowed to wear suntan lotion on account that I’m:

1) a cat.

2) furry.

3) that I don’t even need suntan lotion

4) that I’m somehow… vain.

Yeah, right. I’m not… what they say… vain. I’m beautiful. And I know it.

So enough about me, what do you all think of me’

I’m doing well. The powers that be here have discontinued my medication, but are keeping an eye over me to check if I begin vomiting or gulping again.

Who do they think I am’ Linda Blair’

I just had my yearly physical and vaccines. I bet if Blair had one, she would not be turning heads as she did.

At least not the way I do. And I’m less messy.

…I’m sexy. Ask my roomies Star and Venice (below), they look at me all the time. I would too, if I was me.

Wait, I am me.

Oh, now I’m confused (don’t make fun.)

Would someone please turn on the sun’! I’m getting anxious over here and am ready for the real Spring. Not this nor’easter.

Nor Easter. Heh. Pretty funny.

Marshmallow Peep anyone’ I’m not allowed any; they say that also gets caught in my fur.