It is hard to be a puffy cat in a house full of Meezers. Ichiro jumps on me just because he can sometimes. Momma is very proud of me when she sees me sit on my back legs and puff up and swat him! I am glad that she is not mad that I have to do that sometimes. He is a little poop.
The other day he kept patting me on the head with his paw. I did not want to play. I look at him and then I turned and yawned. I do not know if he got the message.
He is a piggy too. Cheysuli used to be like that. Now Momma has to put him in a room so I can eat. I do like the new foods she is getting. It is good. I hope she keeps it up.