Long time no blog...

Yeah, I know. It has been months. I've been busy trying to maintain control of my household, but my mom is just not cooperating. Since I wrote last, lots more cats have seen the sign that somebody MUST have put up: "If you are a sick, hurt, or abandoned kitty, go here --->." I swear. What's a handsome pimpy guy like myself supposed to do when he can't claim his own food bowl, for goodness' sake?? I spend a lot more time outside since our latest arrival, Murphy. A dog bit his tail off, and he was in pretty bad shape when he got here. He's LOUD. And he ...well, don't tell anybody, but... he scares me. He hasn't ever acted like he's gonna bother me or anything, but he's another GUY, ya know?

Other than the buncha freeloaders around here, life is good. I manages to steal a hot dog from mom's plate when Lily distracted her for me for 2 seconds, so I still gotz mah skillz.

Yo.

Hello. I'm JP. JP Morgan.

rrrRRRROWWWWRRRrrrrr.... such a pretty little thing. Gots ta hit THAT later.

What?? I'm not bad, I'm entitled. I don't get the respect I deserve. I want the very best you have to give, and if you refuse, I shall take it anyway. Be sure you remember who's REALLY in charge in my house.

Mother brought home the most delightful young lady the other day. I can't wait to get to know her - her food is even tastier than mine. Boo won't mind sharing me, I'm sure...