Not much to report here from my lap of luxury. My days consist of only the finest kibble, the tastiest of salmon, greatest of naps, fluffiest of fur, and stunningly handsome good looks.... oh and every once in a while I yak up a hairball. *MOL*
Seriously though, life is grand. Niece still picks me up and gives me those darn squeezer hugs. I go along with it because it makes her happy but really, do they have to last that long? Give a brother a break, would ya! I've got hockey to watch, eh!
|"Is the television on the right channel?|
It better not be on football."