July 6th 2012 9:32 am
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Now I’m not sure what the problem is, but Mom used to let us go on the bed while she was gone. I for one loved this, and would spend my day sleeping in Mom’s warm comfy bed. Why, I seem to think it was really my bed and I was just letting her sleep in it. Now though she chases us out and closes the door. I don’t know why, but I suspect it has to do with Bella, the youngest and most devious of us. It could be because Xena, the old lady sometimes likes to potty on it. I don’t get that either, but then again Mom calls her mental for a reason.
So now we can’t go in there unless she’s in there, but me being me, I try to hide and so I can stay in there. I know Mom doesn’t see me, since I go under the bed or behind something. I think hehehehehe… I got her now! I will be able to sleep on this nice soft bed and not be bothered by the others, but Mom catches on to me all the time and even though I give her my best innocent look she knows and chases me out once I get myself settled… darn the luck. I did almost have her one morning, but she knows… I don’t know how she knows… maybe it’s because she likes to say goodbye to us and give us all scratches when she leaves, which I love. Even though she calls me naughty and sneaky, she still tells me she loves me and gives me scratches and butt rubs… oh well, to the cat tree or couch I go, but I still won’t stop trying after all, that wouldn’t be me…!!
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