The beans are trying to clean the howse, so Bonnie an I is helpin.
No, Bonnie's not caged, she's in the recycle bin! I like goin in there, too.
She looks quite comfy! This isn't her "safe" room and Dad's not around, so it's pretty amazin that she's rite here.
I was tryin to clean my tail when Mom turned on me wif the flashy box. She thought I was sittin funny!
So I stopped, an she flashed again. Geesh, a little privacy fur my yoga.
Update from Bonnie: I have chosen Omaha at Best Friends for my gift sponsorship from Skeezix. Something about this tabby girl... I feel a connection.