Cats....

I've definitely decided I hate them.

Daddy has to go to work on Saturday so Mommy and I spent ALLLLLLLLLLLLL day together on Saturday lounging around in our PJ's and muching on yummie food. Saturday night when Daddy came home, I barked and barked because I heard the doorbell ringing and was trying to tell Mommy to GET UP! She finally got up and we both went to the door and it was DADDY!!!!! He was HOME! I jumped all over him and wagged my tail so hard I thought it was gonna fall off.

Well, then the dreaded Sunday came. Mommy woke up and I'll be gosh darn if she didn't put me STRAIGHT into the bathtub. What the heck!?! I didn't smell bad! Why am I getting a bath?!

Later on, I figured it out! We took a CAR RIDE! YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Ohmigosh, I love car rides so much. After our car ride, we were at Mimaw's and Papaw's house. Oh, I love this too. I get food from Papaw all the time. But...

This time, there was something walking around on 4 legs and making some god awful howling sound. I didn't like it, so I barked at it over and over and it kept arching up at me like it was mad at me. I just wanted to play!

I chased it up the stairs and that nasty mean 'ol thing swatted it's paw at me. That's enough for me. I went back downstairs and got my bone. I hate that cat. Let's be clear here. I'm more important. Mimaw and Papaw know this. Why did they feel the need to get that hairy thing?

Sigh, I just felt like telling you I don't like cats. They are not nice and very snooty. Unlike me, I give kisses and I love on you.

Anyone want a cat? I can sneak it out of Mimaw's and Papaw's house and give it to you. That thing has GOT to go.