Bill's been trying to upload a video for 3 days now. So until that finishes loading (if ever), please enjoy our patriotic cat - to help you get in the mood for the holiday weekend.
Cass is a "watch cat". He likes to watch over the baby and make sure he is okay (I'm in the same room, don't worry). When the babe cries, Cass will sit by his crib until we come and get him. He has been trained well. Now I just need to train him to turn off lights and fetch things for me, like chap stick and my cell phone.
Thanks mom!
The babe, he is good. He eat, sleeps, and poots (a lot). poot= toot/poop, I bet you wanted to know that. I think it is fair to say that we like him a lot. Everyone told me not to wish him out because they are so much easier to take care of in the womb. They were right, he was less maintenance. But I sure love not being pregnant, and I'd rather be able to smother him with kisses than endure endless elbow pokes and waddling.
Then we have the .5 of the family. I'm sure Bill would be displeased with me referring to our cat as a child since he is a cat not a human. But Cass has been struggling with older sibling syndrome. He feels neglected and has been acting out. He runs around the apartment like a maniac and misbehaves. He doesn't know what to think of the baby. But he is warming up to him and is very curious. All he needs is a little extra TLC. I think this picture states exactly how he feels about the baby, annoyed.
And last but not least. I love not working! I feel liberated! And I love being able to watch Hoda and Kathy Lee again. They really are hilarious. And lets be honest, the SNL skits about them are dead on, that is what makes them even better. I don't think I'm going to be able to go back to work. Isn't there some way I can make money and have good benefits while being home where I can eat crackers and bri all day with a dose of KLG & Hoda? If you know of a profession that allows this, please advise asap.
Don't worry, my posts are boring myself. But I can only look at mullets and rat tails for so long. So here is a picture of our silly cat. Please disregard all the crap on the counter, I am a lazy butt, and apparently Bill is too. So the cat can open the cupboards. He likes to use this skill when we are sleeping and he wants to do something annoying enough to wake us up. So he opens the bathroom cupboard half way, and lets it slam shut. He also knows that we put his toys in there when we clean up the apartment. Because of this skill we have since moved his toys around. I bought him some toy mice and hid them in an above the counter cupboard. He discovered them, and started opening that door. So Bill moved his extra toys to the second drawer (seen above) too tall to stand up and open, too awkward of a position to open from above. But alas, he has outsmarted us all.
Lets look from another angle. Do you see it now?
Okay, here is a close up.
Here is a look at what happens to my Christmas tree everyday. He shmushes down the branches where he sits in the tree, and pulls the ornaments off.
It was my birthday yesterday. I'm old. We celebrated all weekend long. I made a 3 layer cake, bought some candles, and made Bill sing happy birthday to me. I'm so mean. But it was my birthday, so I had a free pass to do what ever I want.
He also has spots on his tummy, like a leopard. Why is it feline? He is definitely a fe-lion.
Thanks for the great surprise, Bill!
