I just don’t know what to think anymore, I was under the impression when I came to live in my forever home everything bad was forever vanished from my life.
Okay I have it pretty good, plenty of food, water, toys, air conditioning in the summer and heat in the winter, and lots of hugs and belly rubs.
The problem is my new brother he is so pesky and it just drives me crazy, honestly sometimes I would like to run away..
There are other times when I laugh so hard at the silly things he does I think my sides with open up or something.
The other day he was running around the house like he always does, running from the living room window, into the eating room, up on the counter, to the top of the cold food box, and then splat! Yes, I said splat he missed a step and instead of jumping from the top of the cabinets to the top of the cold food box he fell to the floor and on his way down hit the edge of the counter.
I was just giggling but not mommy her went spastic, she tries to get out of bed fast which alone is funny because she can’t do that fast. When she finally got in her rolling chair she is calling to Lennon, “Lennon are you okay, mommy’s coming, don’t worry Lennon, mommy is coming”.
I am sitting on the kitchen counter giggling and Lennon is hissing and spitting at me cause I am laughing then just about the time mommy got to him, ZOOM, he ran up on top of the cabinets. There sits mommy saying “Lennon come down let mommy make sure you are okay”.
Lennon sits up there like a dummy and every time mommy calls his name he just meows, I am still giggling so he hisses at me which makes mommy think it’s because he is hurt.
I think he was trying to make mommy feel sorry for him but me I just giggled and giggled.
Hope you guys are giggling too…