Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

I saw that kitties were noticing that Grete doesn't appear as often as she should on Cory's blog. Grete is a big part of our lives. I like her now that she respects me. For the longest time Grete woofie thought it was great to get a rise out of me. Not that it was easy to do, she just singled me out for teasing all of the time. It was her fault. I never overreacted at all. She'd nose at me and laugh. How would you feel? So the real reason she doesn't get as much blog time? She's afraid of the camera inside the house! Still! Silly woofie. I pawed through mom's pictures and most of the ones of Grete look like this.

She's ok with the camera outside. And Nigel? He doesn't appear as much because he's B-O-R-I-N-G. One picture of him looks like all the others. I think he's going to sleep and eat himself into oblivion. He weighs almost as much as me, but at least I move around. He moves from the cat tree to the food dish and back. At 9pm he moves to the bed and hollers for mom to join him. He stays there until morning and gets all mushy face with mom and dad. It's disgusting. Then he goes back to the cat tree and starts the whole routine over again. I'm bored just telling you about it. At least I'm interesting.

Meantime, we've been invaded by 3 strangers. Mom calls them family. Ellie and Cory are being obnoxious suck ups and I swear Ellie's paws have not touched the ground since they arrived. I myself remain distrustful and unconvinced they could be related to me.