mol Mom will be never know I actually could get up on her desk. I haven’t been here in many, many months.
Oh my nip, what a mess she has here. I should’ve come by sooner. She really needs a swift kick in the butt, I mean, a gentle reminder to stack items nicely. She’s even got a duster in here. Hopeful thinking on her part. MOL
I’m the queen of the pile, I said with a big smile. hehe
What to do while I’m here? It’s too uncomfortable to sleep on all this crap.
Mom will probably think Shoko printed on the screen, after all I haven’t been able to get up here. What fun.
A reminder for mom of the time. I hear mom coming….colour me gone.
When we last left Shoko she was shattered by the knowledge she has grey furs at the base of her tail. We tune in today to find Einstein’s reaction to Shoko’s devastating news about getting old. Kali on the other paw is rather enjoying Shoko’s turmoil. Payback time for all those sneak attacks and stolen treats.
What else could I do to cover my grey, Kali…something that’s cheap. I don’t have the money for a dye for just 2 inches on my tail. I know mom wouldn’t agree with it. Well, there is one other option that won’t cost anything. What is it Kali? Mom has felt pens for labelling food. I’ll bet she’d lend you her black one. Not a bad idea Kali.Mom would have to colour me….she has thumbs….we don’t. Mom can you colour me with your felt pen and cover the grey? Do you think this is such a good idea? What will happen when you go out in the snow or when your sister slops water on the floor and you decide to sit down? Cwap! I never thought of that. I guess the black would change the snow’s colour and make a black mark on the floor. It’s rude to laugh at my problem Kali! I can’t help it Shoko, you’re such a drama queen….jeepers! You know Einstein…….just talk to him and tell him about the grey furs. I’ll bet ya tonight’s dehydrated chicky treats he understands. I guess I have no choice. *sigh*I had mom write to Einstein and I was so worried but I received his e-mail so fast, I couldn’t believe it. This is the gist of the e-mail :
You could go Green and I would still call you my sweetest kitty dear! If your fur was falling out I would gather it and we would while away the hours taping it back on. That is how I love thee.
So you were right Kali. He understood and I worried for nothing. Did mom step
on my toys on the floor in the bedroom, Kali? Naw, I kicked them further under
the bed. She’ll find them when she cleans…MOL. You owe me your treats tonight.
Shoks. No problem Kali…they’re all yours. I’m too tired to argue. This lack of
sleep is not good, I may go greyer from the tension. *yawn*