My name is Piper... and this blog is mine. But some Curly's been hijacking my blog lately. Even though i live in another state and in another house... this blog was started because of me. The small cute fluffy lil one. Yes yes.. i am the small fluffy cute lil one.
I came home last weekend with my momma and momma says that i can stay here for a vacation of sorts :) I am staying here for a while and my momma will come and pick me up soon. I know she will because she loves me and i saw her looking really sad when she left yesterday. I wanted to tell her i don't need a vacation but she says it is good for me to have a little break and have some fun with the Curly.
Curly. He is a riot. He bounces me here and there and in his haste and excitement, sometimes he bounces me to the side. I am just a small little fella and he is like a bouncing ball. But i do love Curly even though his mouth stinks! He is always full of grass all over his Curly self and not refined at all. Even though he is nice to me and share his only toy with me (the noisy ball that spooks me), his mouth still stinks like the sewer.*BOL*
Curly got conned into the car and was carted off for grooming yesterday. I on the other hand got to spend time with MY boy, grandpa and Anny. I got some special noms, lotta tummeh rubs and a massage too. Then i got a photo session and more noms and more tummeh rubs. This is the life.
Poor guy is so tired.. he slept in the car on the way home from the groomers.
Poor Dommy was at Sumomo for only two hours and he was back to being cute and naked like a sheep that's been shaven. He still looks somewhat cute in a way but he will surely never get to my cuteness level. Everybody speaks to me in a different nicer tone (because i am cute and small) and to Dommy in a louder tone because he is a riot. He is like a Curly on a sugar high on some days.
He is pretending to sleep here and trying very hard to look cute.
He's gonna be 9 soon and if you look closely, he has all the aged spots and wrinkles. *BOL* And he still wanna look cute at 9. *BOL*
I got a huge surprise when i got home. There are these two small kitteh cats in the garden. And one of them is like a white ninja. He/She springs here and there as if its little legs were with tiny invicible springs. They love to lie in the flower pots during the day.
I am awfully scared of them as they are very fast. The white ninja even tried to make friends with me today WHILE I WAS TRYING TO POO. Can you believe it. Here i was at the garden trying to poo.. and he walks over and said HI!
Grandpa seems to take a liking to this white kitty and sometimes we can hear him talking to this white kitty. He likes this white kitteh cat as he says it has beautiful blue eyes. Its funny but he only likes this one kitteh cat.
All these kitteh cats come and go. Usually when they are bigger, they go away to explore the world. Sometimes some of them comes back for a meal or two. Some walk and walk so far, they never find their way back. But we are never short of them kitteh cats here. The regulars usually find their way back.
Its getting late now. I gotta go sleep with MY boy now. I got to sleep in my boy's room. Just me and my boy in his newly painted blue coloured room. He plays with me all the time. Poor Curly is in Anny's room which is much much warmer. I think being cute does have its advantages.
I miss you Mommy. I think of you alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the time. And of daddy too. Tell daddy to take care of himself and he can use my yellow bed when he naps in the afternoon.
Goodnight folks :)