I wish I could get my paws on that bird. He just flies up on the roof above my cat window bed and disturbs my peace every morning. Maybe he is a she! How can anybody tell? Stupid weird little birds. They all look alike. Flappy little flying things with eyes on the sides of their heads. How weird is that? It just sits there chirping like a robot. If I could only get my claws up there. It would be over. I could swallow that thing and not even burp. Wait till Spring!

Tags: Spring, Paws, Birds

Or, in my case, a new seven years! Please don't talk to me about YOUR life being short. I am already sixty-three, okay?! Sigh. I had Fancy Feast tonite. Always a special occasion. He tries to surprise me, but it never works cause I always wait for it anyway. He has no idea. But why the big deal? Can't a guy with a truncated life span get wet food a little more often. I mean, what do i have here, pal. A scratch post, cat tree, a bunch of fake mice, and some sun when I'm lucky. Okay, so I'm a little harsh, but seriously, a little indulgence will help my outlook tremendously. I promise. I'm even working on cleaning my litter box for you. Just give me a little more time.