We have new living room furniture. Mom says we can’t sharpen our claws on it anymore.
Lots of deliveries here from Amazon.
Mom says she’s meditating. What is that, and can I help?
Meg stole my spot, and I don’t like it.
Chasing the mouse…
Just hanging around. I wasn’t feeling well that day in September. I was relaxing in my recliner.
First Meg showed up to check on me.
I took a nap, and when I woke up, I discovered the comedy relief had arrived – Dash.