Hi there, it's me Burnie. Sorry I haven't written in a while, but mom went on another of her geographical explorations for weeks and weeks and turned the computer off. I'm sure she'll write about it soon.
I missed her, but not too much. Her friend, and mine, Jeanne came every day and fed Crash and me. Crash wasn't too friendly, but I was. I got lots of pets and Jeanne combed me every day. I like it when she takes care of us. I wasn't too mad at mom, I didn't even limp too much, but Crash got even. On mom's first night home, Crash got on mom's pillow and meowed right into her ear. That really woke mom up. I think it was about 1:00 am. That'll show her.
She was very nice to us all week, until she found me sitting on the scale. She saw that I weigh 20 pounds. I guess that makes me a Fat Cat. Now, we don't get our afternoon snack any more.
Last night, mom started being extra nice to us, giving us lots of pets and hugs. I thought that mom was feeling guilty for leaving us for so long, but Crash told me that mom found out that Fuzzy, a dog who lives on a farm in Colorado with Boomer and writes a blog on Fridays, died. Mom was very upset, so she gave us lots of extra attention. I'm sorry that Boomer lost his friend, but I like the extra attention mom gives us.
Now if only we could get our afternoon snack back.
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