The bosses have been gone a little more than usual lately. Don't get me
started about what that means for me and my crate. At any rate, I've been trying
to figure out what they're up to. Spring says the holidays are coming, and the
bosses are busy with preparations.
What I don't understand is why that would make them come home today smelling like a whole mess o' cats. Lyle says they must have been shopping for his Christmas present. Then he got all glassy eyed and drooly.
I do understand that there are lots of nice kitties out there looking for homes without Whigles. Like Sneakers. Or Daisy.
Wouldn't it be nice if we all had a happy home to be thankful for this Thanksgiving?