Remy received me last Friday as a gift. Yes, I know last Friday was my birthday, but Remy assumed that the party and I were for his arrival into the world. Since then he has made himself right at home in my apartment (or should I say his apartment), and has taken the liberty of placing me on an abbreviated sleeping schedule. After all, everyone knows that 11:30 P.M. to 4:30 A.M. is the most appropriate time to play. When I attempted to resist the take-over, I was bitten on the toe, made to go clean the liter box, and fill his food dish.
Oh well, it's Remy's world. I'm just in it to serve and obey.
2 comments:
Rather than a kitten for your b-day, I would have expected Gold's staff to get you a boxer-puppy...
I guess like you, Remy will have 9 lives. Happy 40th.
Linus
Thanks for the B-day wish Linus. I actually prefer cats over dogs, less work. I have no desire to go on early morning and evening dog walks.
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