Little Mister Mild Mannered

*taps* Is This Thing On?

I have big sister typing this for me, so let me introduce myself.

My name is Garfield and no I'm not a cat, but my previous owners have a weird sense of humor.

I came to live with big sister, big brother, "Walter" my big four legged brother (his real name is Zack but he acts like that puppet of Jeff Dunham's) and my new Mom and Dad.

This worked for awhile till big sister got fussy and wanted a little girl dog because she missed having a little girl in the house and then this one day, she and Mom and Dad left me and Zack alone and then big brother went out.

This was great, I like quiet so I can sit and chew on treats and toys and dismember them, good times let me tell you.

Mom and Dad and big sister came home with this tiny wee snip of a squeaky thing.

"This is for you." They said.
"Garfield, look you have a baby!" They said

Now I know I'm not the most vocal of the little four leggers, but I sure as heck would remember saying that I want a baby.

Now I'm just wanting her to go back home to the gypsies. I've gone from being 1 to being part of 2 to being part of 3 and wishing that we could go back to 2.

Daddy says that she'll be normal one of these days, I'm not so sure.

Missy's a bossy little Madam. Big sister says she should have called her O'Hara or Scarlett because she's fiesty.

I think big sister is NUTS!