August 4th 2005 10:38 pm
HA HA HA HA....The day has come.....I am finally bigger than Fat Albert!!! Mom always said this day would come, but I didn't believe her...now it is here. Now don't mistake "bigger" with "fatter", because let's face it...that Tailer is F-A-T...BUT, I am bigger than him, and he can't flatten me anymore.
We have this really cool scratching post, and I am it's king. That Tailer trys to get to the top but I just wallop him on the head...BAM...just like that, and he gets down on one of the lower levels where he belongs. Sometimes I let him sleep on the top next to me, but that's only when I'm feeling a little chilly and need some extra warmth. Don't worry, I'm not getting soft or anything.
I like to lay on the top of the tree because that's where mom gives me lots of love...we can see eye to eye. When mom comes home from work, she picks me up under the armpits so I can get a really nice stretch, and sets me on my throne. Then she pets me. I think Tailer is pretty jealous, but whenever mom goes to give him love, he wiggles out of her arms and meows a lot. That's fine with me because I get all the pets he doesn't want!!!
When we aren't on the tree, Tailer and I are buddies. I love to chase him around the house and tough and tumble with him, now that I am big enough. We even have our own little fort behind the piano. Tailer found a piece of cardboard back there, so he built a fort. But, the fort is slowly going away because ol' fatty will eat anything, including cardboard. So, he is slowly digesting our fort. :(
Dumb and Dumber are another story. When mom gets home from work, they run around the house acting like idiots...sheesh, do they have NO pride? And that Brodie...he thinks he is the police officer in the household. Whenever I am trying to be sneaky and jump up on the counter to see if mom and dad left any food out, he comes running over, tags jingling, and gives away my position! The nerve! Who does he think he is??? And sometimes I have to endure his police brutality...like the other day. There I was minding my own business, sitting next to some clean towels and WHAM, he tries to bite me (no worries, he didn't connect, he just slobbered on me...yuck). HEY!!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR??? I WASN'T DOING ANYTHING WRONG!!!! OH BOY...did he ever get in trouble! Mom was yelling at him...something about "you are not the enforcer of the rules in this house!!!". But, it doesn't seem to sink in to that thick skull of his. He must have been dropped on his head as a puppy a few too many times.
Oh well, despite it all...I love my home, my mom and dad, and even Tailer...
Purrs and Kisses,
Chop Chop
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