The Vet

I had to go to the vet recently. This is the only time the people let me out of the house, and I have to stay in the meow box. Lame.

Not surprisingly, the vet reported favorably on me. I'm not so sure I'd say the same about her. A thermometer in inappropriate places and two shots are not my idea of a good time.

I sure do like going outside, but I'm not sure the vet is worth it. I hear Tom's coming soon, though, and he never pays attention. I'm sure I'll have at least one escape attempt while he's here. I'm so much smarter than he is.

I never tire of sitting in boxes.

You might think boxes are kinda boring.Wrong.

They are so comfy. Plus, you can play in them. Sometimes, you can even knock them off the table.

If you've never sat in a box, you're really missing out. Add it to your bucket list.

ARG!

I just want to enjoy my boxes. Why can't those dumb dogs leave me alone?

I'm a helping helper.

There are so many ways I help out around here.

If I think the music is too loud, I turn it down. I sit on the volume control. I wish the people could acknowledge all my hard work.

Totes cute

aren't I?

Cat in a drawer

I'm thinking about starting a new website: me doing cute things.

I suppose that's what this blog is though.

LOL cat?

I like this photo because I think I look like a LOL cat. Those guys are famous.