Another Year, Another Day...

My vacation was wonderful! The Godmommy and the Uncle were ever so delightful and had new mice for me to watch, new toys and treats to enjoy, and the seven other kitties and I bonded on new levels. Ten days was simply not enough...

I did run when I saw the slave coming. I thought that would be hint enough. When I heard her talking about getting the carrier, I out and out hid. I figured hiding under the tree and behind presents would be too much work and maybe she would leave me there.

She always threatens to leave me and take one of the other cats (usually the mean mama--we don't get along anyhow, so that would be the perfect trade in my book). Always threats; idle threats...

My homecoming was pretty lame. One of the little scums kicked the bucket last night--Banter. So I kept getting yelled at for tormenting the "poor grieving ferrets"--whatever... I am always overshadowed by them--even when they are dead and gone. At least I have heard a couple of mentions of getting me my own kitty. Still not sure that I want to share, but I am beginning to think it would be nice to have someone here on my side for a change.

I did get a gorgeous new cat bed (untouched by ferret skankiness), a krinkle sack all of my own, and a heap of new toys. The slave is finally realizing my love for the finer things in life and accommodating to my tastes. And since I am apparently stuck living in this ferret hell (for now), I've been following the slave around purring and rubbing on her to make her believe that all is well.

Meanwhile, I continue to plot my escape...
~Mashed Potato~