I climbed into the washer with all the dirty clothes... so comfy and stinky, right? Word to the wise: they put soap in there too. G-ross. Now I've been "rinsed" in the sink. This sucks.

all moved

well, i went apeshit for over a week. but all is forgiven. this house rocks. now if the humans would just stay here all day.

stairs are the shit, i tell you, best workout ever. for them, because i do NOT play fetch.

Everything being packed up in boxes is really, really uncool. I mean it's kind of fun to have new things to jump on (boxes, of course) but really, is this necessary? I smell change in the air and I don't like it! Anyways yesterday the fuzzy dude got under my bed and wouldn't leave. He was totally freaking out. I watched the whole thing bemusedly, but eventually all the freaking out was pretty catching. Besides, this chaos is totally a good excuse to do whatever I want! Time to curl up on the nice, warm cable box and wait for mom to get home. Perhaps tonight will be as eventful as last night. If not, I will wake them up like five times. Ha.