Saturday, February 28, 2015
Well, we finally got our bacon dis mornin - it wuz bout time! And it wuz delishus too. Angelique got in a lil bit of trubble for attemptin to swipe at my momma's biscuit. Momma may share her bacon, but she do not share her biscuits. Course, dat are nuffin compared to da big ol stinky dat Finley left in our room, guess somepup doesn't like havin to do her bizness on da ice. Hopefully da ice will melt soon so dat won't be an is-shoe. I don'ts even use da litter box in my room. Angelique and Crockett do though, but I never does unless it are an emergency. Ya can't blame me for not wantin to live wif da stench, bacon (and cat food!) don't smell too great da second time round.