But, I don’t mind really, because then I get the whole bed to myself!

This my furriends, is how you spend your Sunday. Mom, take note.

This is how I was to spend the rest of my Sunday today:

That’s why Mom was running around the house gathering up all the trash she could find and making sure it gets put out now. Including the custom cardboard boxes from the place she orders fancy coffee and tea, stacks of old magazines and newspapers she never got a chance to really read, and of course, making sure the trash bins in the kitchen and bathroom are emptied out.

Mom let us go outside for a bit too. I think she just wanted us out of the way so she can take things out easier. Mom dropped a box on the lawn and me and Isis claimed it for us. Because boxes are just that cool.

Isis usually likes to play in boxes with me too, but she just wanted to eat some grass. Mom doesn’t let her out nearly as much as me so she’s outside-deprived. *nods* Poor thing. But then, my big sister is getting old and Mom just doesn’t like her being outside on her own or unsupervised for long anymore. I think it has something to do with the time Isis rolled off the roof. Yeah, my big sister is a little…silly…you could say.

Since Isis didn’t want the box I tooks it and made it into a perfect napping spot just for me! Before I could curl up and sleep though I had to make sure it was secure and that Isis wasn’t gonna pounce me when my guard was down. So I checked it outs first.

After deciding that my box was indeed very safe (ands comfy!) I settled in for a nice nap.

My nap got interrupted though when Mom came and picked up the box to load it in the big trash bin. *sigh* I’m glad she realized I wuz ins it before throwing it though! Mom wasn’t made at all, just scritched my head and called me a cute kitty before lifting me from the box and putting me on the sidewalk. Now Isis and I are back inside and will probably be stuck inside for the rest of today and probably tomorrow too.

Mom doesn’t like sharing the road with other cyclists and joggers, and since Mom don’t have no work out stuffs like treadmill or elliptical machines Mom does a lot of bike rides, jogging, and walks in the mornings and evenings when people aren’t outs and abouts. During the day, or whenever, she does all the funny stuff like push ups, weights, and sit-ups at home.

Clearly no one told Mom that Saturdays are meant for sleeping though. Same for Sundays too really. She got up way too early to go for a bike ride and do her exercises. Then drank a lot of coffee. Barely gave me time to eat with my big sister before she scooped me up and we were out the door. Apparently Mom is helping the Old Man out in his wood shop so I get to stay in the old house today while they’re working.

See Mom, this is what you’re supposed to be doing:

What a relief! Now I can finally goes back to sleep!

It didn’t happen.

She started changing into the clothes she wears when home and tossed her other clothes on the bed, on top of me no less, and where I was trying to sleep. Eventually she picked them up and then she spotted me. She picked me, gave me a hug and asked me if I missed her. I was a nice kitty (of course) and said that yes, I did miss her. Even though I really wanted to say no because I was having a nice sleep. She then put me down, on the floor, and proceeded to curl up under the blankets on the spot I had been. So rude!

So instead of getting to sleep in my nice cozy spot like I was, I got regulated to the bottom of the bed and had to make do with what covers were left. And did I mention that Mommy put me outside today, all day, and I didn’t even get to see her again before she left? Yes, she abandoned me today! Mean Mommy. Makes me almost wanna investigate those package deals for Florida vacations (or somewhere equally far) to send Mommy so that I can sleep in peace. But I would miss her if she left for long and that far away. What’s a kitty to do?

Hi! I’m trying to sleep here where I’m out of the way. What do you mean I’m in the way? Did you want this funny magazine I’m laying on? It’s gots lots of pictures and weird ads, like this orange NJ cosmetic dentist. What’s that? And why is the magazine all about one human?

I guess I was still in the way, so here, how about this collapsible umbrella thinger. Was that what you wanted? No? Oh, you want me out of your drawers so you can put clothes in? Ah, okay. My bed needed some more padding anyway.