It's been an interesting weekend. Early Saturday morning I found another bottle cap, brought it up stairs and did battle with it underneath the bed. The hardwood floors upstairs make great bottle cap battling arenas. Evan very unceremoniously threw me from the room after that, and I was only able to re-enter several hours later, chirping and meowing my head off.
It started as a relaxing morning. I got some delicious wiskas food, and even an egg yolk! But I was distracted from them. Sudha and Evan tore the whole place apart, doing what they referred to as "purging." They took a whole bunch of chew-toys and threw them into bags and boxes to "sell" (whatever that means). I must confess, I completely forgot about the scrumptious breakfast I had waiting for me in my bowl. Until Evan picked me up and put me in front of it, then I remember and stuffed my face!
The red dot continues to be a plague upon my consciousness. Sometimes I think I'm this close to catching it, other times I am consumed with despair. It is even more agile than I am; able to climb up walls and doors. Perhaps I should attempt to communicate with it and learn it's secrets.
That's all for now! I've got a glorious day of napping and destruction ahead of me!
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