Wordy Wednesday

Hey there! Ginger here. Mom is all screwed up this week. First she had a nasty cold that lasted all week, then there was a holiday...so between being sick and not working normal days and stuff she forgot all about my Tabby Tuesday. Little squirt got to post on her own blog yesterday. The nerve. There's been a whole lot happening here that I've been busting to tell you. You know that perfect little princess Jonesie? Well I know for a fact that she got herself locked in the garden shed on Monday night. When it was time to come in, I was right there like a good girl, but little miss you know who was nowhere to be found. So did mom and dad recognize my goodness and realize what a little trouble maker Jonesie really is? NO! They went off with flashlights...saying stuff like that's not my girl...hmmph. Dad retraced all of his steps and remembered about being in the shed...and sure enough, there was Jones. Then I had to endure them fussing over her and watching her be all purry and cute...I almost hacked up a hairball. What's cuter than this tummy of mine?

But that isn't everything...the night before she locked herself in the shed, she came inside all covered in dirt. I secretly was beside myself because I heard my mom call her "PigPen". Ha!!! At least when I roll in the dirt I try and be cute about it. In the photo below I'm being modest by trying to place my own leaf...uh, you know where.

Hopefully I won't be rudely booted from next Tuesday...how else will you know what's really going on here? Oh yeah and all that stuff about a "day without cats day"...just try and stop me. So there!