Saturday, October 4, 2008

Why is your head all wet?

Mom? Mom! Where are you?

I'm up here in the loft.

Well, I'm finished eating dinner and I need to be poohed. Here I come! (sound of Foof-mer-up noise)

Hi cutie Foof! Let me pooh you. Hmmmm... why is the top of your head all wet?

Never mind, I don't need to be poohed.

Friday, October 3, 2008

Foof

Audrey came out of nowhere and mer-ed at me. So, apparently, she was still alive.

I parked on the floor and ate my Chinese. Then, I stood up and sat on the couch. I heard a little noise like "foof!" then heard something behind me.

I guess I had disturbed Audrey while she was napping on the couch behind me! I think I actually foofed her right off the cushion!

But she's ok now. She's parked with me between me and the computer, making sure that she is turned just so in the Foof Spotlight.

Oops - her back paw was resting on the computer and I accidentally put my arm on it. Now she's all hoozy-froozled and can't get comfortable and it's All Mom's Fault.