Rations

I’ve heard the awful “R” word. Mandy said she is rationing our food. She said we have been eating too much, and we are getting fat. Well HAHA! Look who’s talking Mandy. Ration our food…hmmmph! You should take care of your own problems first. Well, when the measuring cup came out, I was flabbergasted. I sat in the window and just shook my head. She gave us food last night and said that was all until tomorrow night! Whatever! Mandy I’m a growing cat, feed me what I want! She says we aren’t growing anymore, and we are just getting fat. She even told me I was fat! She’s never said that before. I looked and looked in the mirror last night. Maybe I’m a little fluffy but I’m not fat! Please Mandy. Meow! Well, it’s not like we are over eating much…there is still plenty of food out for us to last us all day. But I would never tell Mandy that. Rations are for dogs and people. We cats are much smarter, and we do not over eat. We don’t need rations.

Well, that’s all. I have to go before Peyton notices that I’m blogging. He wanted to write this morning.

Too bad you just weren’t fast enough! I knew you would forget the funny story. I told my story about Washer, but you don’t tell your story about the big tub! MEOW!!

You remember that Mandy has three rules for us outside.
1. No Frog Chomping
2. No Bug Munching
3. No Fishing

Well, Elway broke rule three again! Meow! Sam caught him, and told him to get down. Sam gave him three opportunities to jump down. Elway did not jump down so Sam notified Mandy. Uh-Oh! Elway is in trouble now. Those are Mandy’s fish, and Elway is not allowed to play with them. He knows that. So Mandy comes out and picks Elway up, and the next thing you know Elway is all wet. HAHA. She gave him a towel, and helped him dry off. I think they have made up now, but Elway was awful upset for a long time. Silly cat needs to learn not to fish. I mean, how many times does Mandy need to tell Elway…No fishing!?

Well, I’m off to play outside. The windows are open!
Peyton