Mom is going to be out for most of the day doing human stuffs and she’s not taking me withs her. On top of that, she took all the stuff on the bed off and put it in a basket. That means it’s laundry time. I tried to stop her by laying back downs on the snuggly blankets and sheets.

It didn’t work so well, she still tooks them with her anyway. And kinda dragged me along the bed with them too when I tried to weigh ‘em down. Evil!Mom is evil.

I hopes she’s not gone all day long. It gets boring when I’m all by myself here with nothing to do.

Mom popped on the t.v., I thinks to give me something to watch, ’cause she hasn’t paid attention to what’s on it since she turned it on. Either that or she plans to leave it on while she’s gone for some reason. I really wish she’d turn it off. It landed on a shopping network. There was something on about Venus bridesmaid dresses, but now there are a lot of human hands showing off the sparkly rocks. Mom, this is torture. Please pick something good for me to watch or turns this off! I would appreciates it if she would put it on the channel that has Days of Our Lives instead. I likes watching those funny humans, and sometimes, I can get Mom to watch with me. Really, all of the show humans call “soaps” are funny and weird. I don’t mind watching those. But infomercials, shopping network, and spooky horror stuff is so nots for me.

Denali was playing with one of the little mice she got for Christmas. She was running all over the house with it and making a lot of noise. Last I noticed, she was in the kitchen and getting in mommy’s way while she tried to make a late lunch. The next thing I know, the baskets sitting on mommy’s bed are crashing down on me and there is clean laundry all over the floor. I heard mommy coming, I knew what was going to happen so I tried to run but I was trapped.

I was sitting there, stuck underneath an overturned basket, and unable to run for it. I saw Denali skitter out of the room and looked up in time to see mommy come in. Guess who she thought the culprit was?

I guess it doesn’t help any that I have knocked baskets over before climbing into and out of laundry baskets. Never mind the fact that I really do love sleeping in laundry baskets, but for once I didn’t do it. Mommy didn’t look like she believed me.