Milan--Mom and Dad ordered something called a ramp just for me. It's in a box, and Dad has to put it together. It has something to do with going in and out of the van. I hope that doesn't mean I have to go on errands. Still haven't figured that one out completely but I know some of the stuff that leaves on errands, never comes back.I wish they'd take that snooty cat Violet on an errand. Mom is going to book club tonight. She has a lot of books but why do they need a club for them? She reads them here. Do they take their books and show them to each other? Is it a contest to see who has the most? I think I will eavesdrop to find out more about these odd goings-on. Humans are such a strange bunch. I really can't complain much. I get two scoops of that ice cream they call sherbet every night. Except one night I only got one scoop. They must think I'm stupid and can't count. I tried glaring to get my point across but that didn't work. I'm not sure if I was being punished or if Mom is the one who can't count so well. At least I got my two cookies at bedtime, so I forgave her. I hope it doesn't happen again. Violet got her treat and sat there laughing at me. She can be nice sometimes, but the rest of the time she is just pure evil cat.
Violet--I got an extra good supper treat the other night--tuna! And not just the tuna juice poured on my kibble. As if I actually believe it's the real thing. Ha! The juice is better than nothing but I just live for those tuna tidbits! And there was Milan, sitting there pouting because she only got one scoop of sherbet, which that dumb dog thinks is ice cream. I laughed at her. She is probably getting too fat. Tee hee. They'll have her on that treadmill one of these days, if she keeps eating sherbet and cookies every night. Mom is making something for a baby. Not quite sure what that is but I think it's a very short human that cries a lot. If I'm right, I hope WE don't get one. I have heard they do horrible things like pulling on tails and ears. Mom said Dad had to get a gift bag so I am pretty sure the baby isn't coming here. What a relief!
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