Letting the cat out of the bag.... so to speak

We apologize for the delayed update, but that is no freakin’ cat!!!  She’s cute, but she’s no freakin’ cat…. unless she has some weird top-of-head-only fur condition… not to mention she doesn’t even have a tail.

So the, um… “new girl” finally appeared on Sunday.  We say “appeared” because we got sent to the office for like half a day, and the next thing we knew, our parents were trying to introduce us to the “new kitty.” We don’t know exactly how she got here, but this is what we remember:

We were all hanging out in the living room on Saturday night – answering the doorbell to greedy little trick-or-treaters who wanted more candy or were freaking out because there was a real black cat in the doorway. Our parents were putting together a bath item for the new kitty (again, a sure sign that this probably was NOT a cat) and our dad was trying out some kind of “people teat pump” to convince our mom that it wasn’t really that scary.

Sometime after midnight, we all went to bed.  About half an hour later, our mom jumped up and started talking about her water breaking. We have no idea that water belonged to anybody or that water could be broken or fixed, but that’s neither here nor there. This was the point when things got out of control.

Our mom hopped into the shower and started complaining about feeling some weird pains and our dad went and made popcorn to share with Caldecott.  Then our mom got out of the shower and made some chocolate chip pancakes (still having some kind of terrible pain every few minutes), while our dad started blowing up a swimming pool and a mattress. We thought were going to watch a movie and have a pool party, but that was when we got sent back to the office until lunchtime.

What happened during that time remains a mystery to us.  A bunch of people came over, including our Aunties Ashli and Nicole. Two other people came over, but we didn’t recognize their voices. We heard someone splashing around in a pool and smelled some carrot cake baking. There were some bad words and some weird noises as the sun was coming up. Next thing we knew, there’s this weird new kitty hanging out who looks kind of like our mom AND our dad…. (who are also not cats...).

As you can see, we have several reasons to be suspicious that she is not a cat.  She also gets ferried around everywhere like a princess, which no self-respecting cat would allow. She’s always changing her costume as well. And let me tell you… she has the strangest meow we’ve ever heard, but it seems to get Imma and Abba’s attention.

The biggest issue we have now is about rights to the bed.  Our Imma and Abba granted us rights to the bed years ago -- we get to sleep where and when we want.  So, along with this new kitty, our rights have been revoked and given away -- to her!!! Travesty of Justice!! As you can imagine, we both take serious offense to this and are in the planning stages for something big… stay tuned.

Oh -- and here's a picture of the alleged new cat.  Let us know what you think.

Sincerely,

The REAL cats