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It's a Cat's Life

Greetings to Wild Birds Unlimited

Mom went to the birdseed store today and they asked about me, fondly remembering me as their first Humane Society adoptee. She had to tell them about my fur shaving, but forgot pictures. They want her to come back with some new ones. Anyhow, my fur is starting to grow back and human Mom tells me I look like a little dark lamb because it is so wooly. Jezebel is finally licking/loving/sitting on me again and I'm glad, but I'm used to begging for attention from the folks still. Daddy says he's never seen such a needy cat. Well, ask and ye shall receive. Time to meow for food again.

Shaved

Mom and Dad tell me I'm too woolly and they keep saying, "You are so shaved."

Evidently they are taking me to a groomer so we can just start fresh. I'm not too sure about this, but we'll see.

I just don't know what the big deal is. So I've got some dreadlocks. Big deal.

Time to find my Q-tip now.

Woe is Me

Well, Mommy is grooming my fur about every other day. Yesterday was the day, and then Jezebel had to get into the act and start licking my head! It was okay until she bit my leg and started a fight. Then silly Mommy tried to groom me several minutes later. Well, she's wearing a few bandaids today, but I did give her lots of warning!