By now Mom usually has given me a furcut, but this year she’s been late on it. grrrr

I wants my furcut now Mom! It’s hot, I’m losing weight and not from the exercise. Not funny.

Of course, I do understands why she’s put it off for a bit now. She only really gets one day off, which is Sunday, so she’s got all kinds of other things to do on that day that she don’t get to do during the week. I gets that. But I wants my furcut!

Did you know she took a few days off recently? Yuppers, her and a friend went to see a broadway play called…wait for it….CATS.

Yes, she went to see a play where a bunch of humans jumped around on stage and pretended to be cats. Why she needed to see this instead of giving me a furcut, not to mention she has lovely me to watch, I has no idea. My human is weird.

I know what you’re thinking, ’cause I thought it too when I heard Mommy talking on the pone. But no, Mommy isn’t going to sell us. Actually, the people don’t want to keep the cats they buy either. It’s a modeling agency for pets and they’re in need of feline models!

Mommy gave them a call and now Denali and I have appointments for Friday. I have no idea what’s going to happen or what they’ll do there, but I’m nervous and excited about it!

Denali is grumpy though and not looking forward to it all.

While in town Mommy saw something sad and frightening. There was this white pickup truck weaving in and out of the busy traffic and there was a doggy in the back getting knocked around!

I’ll be honest, I don’t like doggies much at all, but even I know that leaving a doggy in the back of a truck while speeding down busy streets and coming to quick stops is dangerous and cruel to doggies.

Mommy was very upset to see the doggy almost fall out of the truck several times while she was behind it.

I hope the doggy made it home alright. I know humans like to let doggies ride in the back of trucks, but in the city and going real fast is not a treat for the doggy, it’s a murder attempt.

So despite the fact that it was hot out, I demanded to go outside anyway. There was no way I was loosing my chance to be outside on a day that it’s sunny and not windy.

Since it was so hot out I stayed in the shade on some comfy greens that made my nap spot soft and cool. I didn’t do much playing, just some lazing about and enjoying the sun, but I did have fun. Mommy didn’t think my “fun” was very nice though. Shizuku was in the spot I wanted to lay down at, so I chased him off. A little bit of exercise and a lot of fun for me.

See Mommy, it wasn’t so bad. Shizuku found a nice spot to laze about too:

For a dog, Shizuku’s alright. He treats me like royalty and generally gives into my demands. Not to mention, if I so much as look at him wrong he runs away.

I still don’t like it when Mommy says he’s my “little brother” though. He may be younger than me, by several years I might add, but he’s not my brother. He’s more like a friend (not that I’ll ever tell him that) than a brother. *shudders*

Case in point, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) has some kind of movement going to get fish renamed as SEA KITTENS!!

The point of this madness is to get people to stop eating fish and to stop fishing too. PETA folks think eating fish is bad and they think that a new name would improve the fishies’ self-image. Their logic is that by putting fish on the same level as us pretty kitties people will stop eating them.

People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals wants to rename fish as “sea kittens” to improve their image. “Nobody would hurt a sea kitten,” PETA says on its website. “People don’t seem to like fish.[...]

Um, I guess they forgots that there are people who would hurt a “sea kitten”. After all, there are some scary people with a tradition of eating cats.

This brings up an interesting question though. If “fish” get called “sea kittens” and are considered kitties, does that make me a cannibal? Why must these sillies humans mess with my mind so! Fish are fish and that’s that. They taste dang good and are meant to be eaten. I mean really, what’s next, calling kitties doggies? *shudders*

PETA even lets you make your own Sea Kitten too, which now that I think about it, is kind of weird but fun. See, even I made one:

Create Your Own Sea Kitten at peta.org!