So...you saw the post our mother made yesterday.
Can you imagine?
She seems to think, for some reason, that I should give blogging a try.
Well, that crazy human woman may think it's a good idea, but I'm not sold on it.
After all, anything that cuts anymore into my beauty sleep then the usual (i.e: eating, 'pursonal business', grooming) is...well, pretty unacceptable.
However since my mother has been good to me for the past 13 years, and since I know how badly that little poodle dog wants to come back to this Blogville place...I will try.
For starters, I have been with mother since 2003. I was the last in a litter of 'Free Kittens' one of her neighbors cats had had, and with being the last and with no one who seemed to want to take me home I was about to be dumped at the pound.
And then mother heard about me, and decided that I would be hers.
And so I became her first child of fur.
Being her first child of fur, she decided to give me the name of Baby...whic…