You mean they LET me bite the vet here?

Well, it has been a strange day. Mom took me to McDonald's, and I had 2 cheeseburgers, fries AND a strawberry shake. Usually I just get a plain ol' hamburger. Then mom started fretting and coo-ing over me, and salty water was coming out of her eyes.

We went to that horrible place where the floors are all slippery and people in white coats stare at me. But this time, they didn't poke anything in my ear or butt or try to look at my teeth (I'll show them anyway!). One of those white-coats came in and did something to my back leg - I growled good - and suddenly I got really relaxed and laid my head on mom's lap. She was scratching my ears and leaking that salty water again.

The next thing I knew, I was running (!) across this big field! It was so cool! There's places where they let you growl at scary things, but nothing's scary anymore.

I hope my mom can come visit me here. I'm sure I'll find a kitty to chew on or a vet to bite while I wait. Oh, and if Leo shows up, he's in for a BIG surprise!

Mom let me on the couch!

That young upstart Leo gets to jump on the couch, on the bed, on people... everywhere. But if "I" try to get on the couch, OH NO, never. Life is so unfair. Until last night, when mom let me sit right next to her! I felt so secure, I immediately put my head in her lap and snuggled. Oh boy was Leo jealous! He tried to sit on my head, so I just growled at him and he went and sulked on the dog bed. Ha Ha!