Hi! I know you've been waiting all week to see my belly. We've been adjusting to Figaro being in the house at night. I admit I get a bit growlie and stuff but I will not say it's been overly dramatic. Not at all.
Mom and dad brought home another cat tree. Nigel and Jonesie and Cory all like to sit on it, and now it turns out Figaro likes it too. I did the math. 4 cats, 2 prime sleeping locations. Something had to be done. Now there are 4 prime locations and 4 cats who are interested. I never get up on it so I didn't really care.
What I cared about was the sneaky little Figaro getting into MY nip patch! And for those of you who think he's a big boy, I'm still about twice his size so he better not mess with me. I'm about 15 pounds give or take...ok give a half a pound or so. Figaro weighed in at 8.1 pounds! I can take him!
For the next couple of weeks we are being totally ignored! Mom is obsessed with the Tour de France and spends hours and hours watching it...when she should be playing with us. Cory got so fed up she teleported over to France because she thought that was the only way to get mom to notice her!