November 30th 2012 6:45 am
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Nov. 30, 2012, 8:36 a.m. CST
Boy, am I in big trouble. I am on house arrest, meaning NO going into the garage and even just today I got let out of my room. I just went explorng is all, yesterday, and Mommi couldn't find me, and couldn't hear my jingle bells which are affixed upon my neck collar, and the more she hollered for me the more I didn't move a HAIR or a muscle in my little spot in the garage, and my furmom Bunny was about 6 feet above me and everytime Mommi or Ro went into the garage hollering for me (there's tons of boxes and lawnmowers and stuff in there)Bunny got a big-eyed worried look, Mommi said later, but she didn't tell where I was, but she stayed right there near me. I think she thought something terrible was happening as everyone especially Mommi was hysterical, since that time my fur-pop Joe Thunderbear got away and LOST for four days and it was horrible! So Mommi was freaking out and carrying on which didn't help anybody, as all the cats were like, "Why in the Sam Hill is she hollerin'?"
Finally Auntie Ro fond me and coaxed me out and when I saw Mommi I started to struggle mightily, either to get away from Auntie Ro to go to Mommi or to get away from Mommi as she was speaking sharply to me after hollering for fifteen minutes. *whew*. We all calmed down and Mommi became herself again--I think she just cannot live without me.
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Barney Joe, bat those pretty eyes at mom and you will get out of trouble. I know they worried but once you are OK, you can get back in their good graces quick. You are two handsome to stay in trouble long.