Easy Life

Hi everyone, long time no post. And of course, it is all to blame on my mommy slave Zinger - she is simply never home anymore. Her excuse is this thing called 'job'... lame.

Of all the times Zinger is around, I demand her to pet me. I tried to convince Sophia to learn how to post on blog for me, but she only wants to e-mail her siblings or play football with the pingpong ball.

Otherwise, life is well. I get food everyday and get to sit wherever I want in the house. Except tall places that I cannot reach. Little Sophia runs around the house and often causes trouble. However her charm on her itty little face gets her away from anything.

She also gets unlimited amount of food, placed on top of the bookshelf which I cannot reach... and you are not allowed to make fun of my lack of agility. Zinger makes fun of me being fat, but she didn't see how she gained more than twice the weight than I do, and she didn't even give birth to four babies!

I heard other kitties are doing exceptionally well in their home. Yesterday Frances reported that Blacky was taken to a vet and were told that he has the blood of wild cat as well as domestic cat. Maybe that can explain why Sophia's tail is so huge.



Lazy day...



Sophia couldn't fit her big tail into the box.



And she can get away from me or slaves by squishing under the coffee table - although her tail often sticks out.