Worried Wednesday

I think I'm in trouble with Mom and Dad....Mom is still in the little talking box. She wanted to talk to me last night. But Dad is doing some really COOL stuff in the front room. He has brought out all of this new stuff he had stashed in his cave. (He never lets me go in there except in the early morning after he wakes up from sleeping on the couch and goes in and smokes up the room. It the only room he can do this in. I come down from sleeping with Mom and get some lap time). Any way, there are these gnormous boxes that he puts up on stilts. I tried to jump on them and check them out, but Dad yelled about putting a paw through a speaker. Hey, he was yelling, not speaking! Then he brought out all of these wires that go from these big boxes to a smaller box with knobs and dials. He kept mumbling about mixing, mixing what, wires? Oh, but those wires were coated with plastic, and so great to chew on. This is when the little talking box rang and Mom started talking from it. But I wanted to chew on the wires, and check out the mixing box, and put my paws through the speaking box, so I just couldn't make time for the talking box! I think I really hurt Mom's feelings, and Dad just kept threatening to lock me in the laundry room. Yeesh, I have to inspect this stuff! Dad kept saying he and Mom needed it to play music through all this stuff on St Patrick's day, and he didn't need my help setting it up... hummph...we will see...

Lots of kitties asked about my tube. Dad got it for me at PetCo, its called a Claw Pals Kitty Cruiser. Every kitty should have one!
Claw Pals Kitty Cruiser