My little brudda has been growing heaps although he is still little. He is 9 weeks old now and i thought he would finally be leaving us to go to a new home by now so I could get some peace, but Mum told me he isn't going anywhere - that he is going to stay - What the? I had to leave my Mum and I was only 6 weeks old at the time. I suppose he is okay, but he sure can be loud sometimes, and I get a little jealous when Mum and Dad spend heaps of time with him and not with me. But both Mum and Dad do their best to spend as much time as they can with me and I get lots of cuddles and brushes and yummy treats too. Mum bought me some yummy dried fishies the other day and Molly and I love them ('cept she only gives us 2 a day each).
Dad brought these boxes home from the shop and I got all excited 'cept when I got inside them I realised the sticker on the outside is very misleading - I can't find no fish in these boxes. Dad tells me he left them at the shop - Cruel isn't he.
Mum and Dad (and my little brudda) went to a pet retailers expo recently. I was a bit peeved that the baby got to go but I had to stay home but they brought me and Molly home some cool samples - yummy treats, food and a new kinda litter made out of wheat. So we forgave them. This time anyway!
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