the months, the months. . . .

She's holding us captive, 

you know.

For months, now,

she's been taking 

adorable pictures of us

on her iPhone,

and not releasing them to the public.

Bitch.

She's taking that 

other

blog

oh so seriuosly.

Seriously, now

I'm getting tired of this.

I,

the queen,

( mycatofthedaypage )

have to live with

Psycho kitty,

and 

The Big Two Legged One

is flittin' off into
Outer Space.

( bestfootforward )

Read TBTLO's other blog;

you'll see

what I mean.

That chick is nuts.

Sometimes,

she's so with it, and

I love her,

but something she's soooooo

out there.   

                                           If You Know What I Mean.

but the freaky thing is,

she writes stuff

when she's out there,

and me and 

The Bitch say,

(ohhh, excuse me, me and Pişi 

 --

 she's the one with the exotic name--- and I get to be called "Squeak"!)

anyway, we get together and say:

"woah, TBTLO's gone tonight. . . . .!

She's sittin' there, but

no one's home!"

Then,

we read the stuff she writes.

And it kind of makes sense,

in a really scary way.

If you know what I mean.

Well, the thing that really 

ticked me off

was this:

TBTLO was gone

literally gone,

leaving me alone with,

you guessed it,

Psycho Kitty

for three weeks,

that's right:

Three Weeks!

She comes home then,

hangs out for a few days,

(and that was fabulous),

and then she packs us up

into those dreadful traveling boxes

and drives 

for an eternity

with us

in the car.

I really don't mind it; I slept the whole way,

and then 

was released

into 

CAT NIRVANA.

I'm telling you:

she took us to

Cat Heaven.

Her Mother's House.

Here's me on the back porch

Yeah, the one at the beginning is me there,

too.

How about those FABULOUS

wicker chairs?

Don't I look

just terrific

in them?

But all things must come to an end.

The 

BTLO

stayed in

CATNIRVANA

for about a week,

and then she brought us back here

to my miserable life

under

a

tyrranous

Bitch!

Help Me!

love,

Squeak