We Party Cats have received various inquiries as to our current whereabouts these days. We did move away from the Midwest, as formerly indicated. Our TFS, aka Nanny Slave, is often occupied with Pink Thing and Loud Thing lately and has not been on hand to offer us the homage we so richly deserve. Many wonder if we are now living with Meankitty and D, but we are not. Where are we, you ask?
We have joined the herd at Grandma Slave's House! You guys didn't even know that there are FOUR more meankitties at GS's house, did ya? And now there are SEVEN! One of them, a young red tabby lass, supposedly originated at Meankitty's house via the Interloper. I don't really pay attention to much of that historical stuff, because there are so many better things to do with my time. GS's joint is jumping!! It is so much bigger than where we used to live; there's all these windows everwhere with chirpy things and green things on the other side. Our old place had a few windows, but all you could see were cars, pavement, and sky. Basically like a road trip, but not going anywhere. I spend lots of time up in the windows, loudly challenging the chirpy things. Sure makes a great racket. Sometimes I give the pane a good beat down with both front paws. GS keeps saying something about broken glass, but I just ignore her.
Sam's favorite part of living at GS's house is the chow. Our TFS didn't always dole out the delectable wet stuff daily. She would make us wait and wonder for hours when she was going to cave and expected us to exist on only three different varieties of dry food. GS hands out bowls of yum-mush EVERY DAY at 5:30pm! Sam eats alot. And I mean ALOT. I let him eat mine some days; and he always cleans out Nala's bowl. I heard TFS and GS talking about Sam gaining five pounds in less than two months. Whatever that means.Ooh, I see a chirp! I am sitting in TFS's lap, but I must suddenly jump up and tear off to the window to get that dastard! Better dig my claws in for better traction.......
Sincerely,
Gray
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