back at home

I am so happy to be back at home in Florida. We spent two months with momma's parents in NY and their cat, Knuckles, spent the majority of the summer sitting on me. He has this weird thing where he stands at his full height on all four paws, walks over me, sits on me, closes his eyes tight, and then starts kneading with his front paws. I just sit under him and roll my eyes until he gets his big butt off and I can get away.

I love him but he's a weirdo.

I remembered how to use the toilet bowl after two months of the litterbox in NY. I spent most of the summer trying to dig to China through the litterbox. My mom was reminded why she toilet trained me.

I fell in the (full) bathtub yesterday. Unintentional bath, but I look very pretty now.