Momma is working on getting stuff together to leave us at the end of the month. She keeps reminding me that I told the pet sitter I would meow at her. I do not know if I want to do that. And Momma keeps trying to persuade me to at least peak out at her or maybe sit in the window when she drives up. I think I can do that–especially if there are nasty squirrels to be gotten out there!
I do not want Momma to leave. I do not want to be left alone with Cheysuli! I do not think I will like that at all.
Maybe I will chase Chey all over the place and she will be a skinny cat when Momma comes home! I think that would be funny.