Hi everyone, I've been letting Isadora do the pet blogging but she's getting a big head and is out of control so I'm back
She looks for me everywhere. After Mia moved on to the big kitty condo in the sky I thought the bed was mine.
I like to meditate there.
I tried hanging out in Isadora's headquarters but it is just too pink for me, actually I think it's too pink for Barbie (who I enjoy beheading) and I don't know what Mom was thinking when she bought it.
Menopause appears to be hitting her hard.
I try to share the bed with Isadora but she is demented.
She's all eyeballs and claws.
I direct your attention to the broken camera strap. Isadora got hold of it after the "infiltrator" broke it. I have not broken anything in at least 3 of my lives.
Yet they worship the infiltrator
I just don't get it - she's just sits there and can't even use a litter box.
Even when Isadora finally quiets down she ruins bed sharing. I mean really, look at the way she stretches out in front of me! - no one wants to see that.
This required drastic measures so I decided to go undercover
Even with my exceptional stealth-like skills she found me!
I tried moving camp
Ever feel like people are walking all over you?