Bandit it tripping! Or else it's Alzheimer's. Or else she's just her usual mean old B*tch Cat From H*ll self! I was walking past my bedroom door a few minutes ago and I heard, "MRRROOOWWWW, GGGRRRRR, MMMMRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOWWWWW,
but nothing screams like Rhymin' for ice cream. Take a dish to bed and he's all over me and the bed trying to get as close to it as possible. The craving is for all sweets as well, I left a peanut butter cup in the wrapper on the counter and he finished it. Night before last he ...
Yay!! He came all the way down the hallway to the living room, looked at me and mewed then ran back!! what a brave boy!! I've been leaving the door open to encourage themselves to familiarize themselves with the house. I really want them to get used to the boys asap, as they are ...