Hi y'all...
Not much new around here but SamM is home, as our hoomin says, tucked where we can't knock his urn over and scatter him.
I, Brandi, pester her for play time alla time. I'm a 'tenshun bad-word according to her. Kahlua is a watcher more than a player. We both like to lay on our hoomin in the mornin' and pin her into place.
Any of you odder kits hate getting your claws clipped? I squirm and wiggle and, hangs head in sorrow, tries to bite when it's my turn. I'se so sweet, too - I does not bite or claw under 'most any circumstances. Kahlua is the nipper - yes, you are, don't deny it, even if you doesn't do it much no more and - give that back!!!!!! Ow, ow! (Human note: Brandy's soft meows sound like she's doing "ow, ow" - it's so cute.)
Thwack. Kahlua taking over. Dat brat siskit. Grumbles. She ok. I lick her, then pin her and bite her, then release her.
I LIKE birdies. Not many of them around yet, but I saw and heard one the odder day. I wanted to go play.
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Da 2 liquor gurls, Kahlua and Brandy, and Val. In da memory of SamM who has his paws full now wit all the kits that were running rampant over da odder side of da bridge before he arrived. Oh, oh, I tink he just paw-slapped Deputy Pepper.
