What Mom? Did you say sumfing? Rain an snow? Dat's Whiskconsin in March fur ya!
Oh, no Victor. I think she said her brain is slow. She's had a rough week.
I gess yur rite... look at all the food she left us! 4 full bowls! ::nom nom nom::
Oh but Victor, the litter box is extra clean, there's a lot of fresh water, and extra food out. And I watched the beans putting their fur into bags!
::gulp:: I know what Mom sed now! TRAIN SHOW! O Bast, that means we'll be on our own fur like a squillion naps an 2 nites.
Oh no! No beans? What will we do?
What we does efurry day... eat, sleep, watch fev-vers, play, an sleep sum more. C'mere so I can groom yous. See? All better. ::lick, lick, lick, nom::
::purr purr:: Oh hey! Victor, I'm not that kind of girl!
We know that when the cat's away, the mice do play, but what do the cats do when the beans are away?
