What a great start

Well, last night I slept on "Mommy"s head. Then I got up and ate while contemplating mice. And how much I would love to have a mouse instead of dry cat food. Then I napped in a sunbeam, feeling the sun reflect off of my coat. And in that moment, nothing was worth thinking about other than the sun and how warm it is. Then I decided it was to bright, so I went and lair on the bookshelf in "Mommy"s model room. (Note from sister: The model room is as in building airplane models. Not fashion models :p) Then I went and looked through the window at "Daddy"s birds. Then I ate some more cat food because I could not eat those birds. Then I went in the living room and stared outside, trying to project myself past the door. In a deep state of meditation, I was sure I almost had it. but alas, I was still . . . inside. Sometimes I can sneak past when the door opens, but then the family comes and gets me and puts me back inside. *grrmeow* One day I'll escape. but I'll come back. That was I can still have tuna snacks and warm beds and best of all, MOMMY!
Also, last night I ate a bug.