Hi, friends!
Okay, raise your paw if you think I pick on Bridget too much...
Okay now, raise your paw if you think she picks on me too much...
About even? Yeah, I'll go along with that.
The latest Bridget drama is her losing weight. She's not quite ready for the runway yet, but she's dropped quite a few ounces which in the cat world, as you know, is a big step. The housekeeper has noticed a sleeker profile and I have, too. It's not like with people. You can't disguise weight with fur, although she always has looked full-bodied fluffy.
It wasn't long ago we were blaming the camera.
Boy, didn't I have fun putting together this old pic below of Bridget as a gasbag or should I say bagpipe. Back then I got the worst grief!! She didn't meow to me for days, avoided me completely and bit me on the ears..but I recovered and so did she.
I'll have a pic of the new lean, mean meowing machine soon.
And this week, I'll leave you with a joke..
The trash truck arrives and the housekeeper runs out. She asks, "Am I late for the garbage?"
Their reply: "No, hop in!"
Cheers!
Tom, Bridget, and Penny xoxoxo