Whew, what a St Patrick's weekend! Poor Mom, she is as worn out as I am, and she has to go to work! I get to just lay around and sleep! Of course, I'm not that worn out, cause she didn't play with me or take me out in my harness nearly enough. We did go a little on Sunday, and went all the way up to the busy street at the end of ours. But someone was making noise in his yard, and I got scared, and pulled Mom on the leash back to our yard. Mom lafed, she said I was a kitty on a mission! Then Dad unloaded all the equipment from St Patty's night out of the truck. I kept trying to get out in the front yard. Finally, he let me come out in the front yard WITHOUT MY HARNESS! It was soo neat. I was a pretty good kitty, and just roamed around in the flower bed where the bushes with the bees are. But then, when Dad wanted me to come back in, I burrowed into the bushes so he couldn't get me. This did not make Dad happy, but I wanted to stay outside. Then Mom tricked me. She came out calling my name in that particular way, shaking the Temptations bag. I mean, that is not fair! Of course I had to come. At least she gave me some Temptations.
And I got my virtual squillion! Meet Regal, isn't he the coolest cat? And in purple!
