He falls asleep on the cat shelf and falls asleep on few times a day YET he still goes there. The other cats do not fall. Not once that I’ve witnessed but this goofy baby can’t figure out his not to fall. Roast my Sweet Baboo!
He escaped for two days, one of which was his appointment for trouble puff removal. We all know what he was doing during that time. Once he came back around midnight last night (what time do we call this?), I remade his appointment for next week. Besides worrying me to death, I lost two cats who took off last October of last year, he probably made more Jamies. If I see a bunch of ginormous baby voids running around, I know who’s to blame.
I have a headache and I really need to take my meds for it. I have a really bad neck and I can’t have a fusion because I’m a mutant with six jugular veins instead of the normal four. The pain is unbearable but moving Big Murph would be worse.
I’ve had Murphy Beefcake Boi since a week before Christmas and I love his belly. Sometimes it’s a trap, but usually he loves belly rubs! He also loves food. He was 18 pounds when he strolled into my life and now, he’s 24 pounds as of this morning. I’m watching my other cats to see if they’re becoming thinner!