I am sitting on my dad’s lap. I am not sure if I like this photo as he is not letting my furs puff out. Momma worries that I look t skinny in this photo but really I think it is because my furs are not poofed because his hand is holding me there while she takes my picture.
I had a nice Christmas. Ichiro chased me around a bit, but I growled at him viciously and then hissed at him if he did not listen. I do not let him push me around or sit on me–anywhere.
Momma noticed that when she did not know I was in the bedroom and she locked Ichiro out, I came up and snoozed on the bed until it was almost time for her to get up. In fact, if she had not woken up and gotten up anyway I would have snoozed until the alarm went off at least. However, when Ichiro is in the room, he and I are both usually up about 2 or 3 AM. Momma thinks he disturbs me. I think she might be right. He can be disturbing.