As you know, Louise and Sofie go to Sonya’s on Thursdays to run with the big dogs. I stay home and take care of Mom. Though I get a really special treat right after they leave (because Mom loves me best), I miss them when they are gone. I watch for them anxiously at the only window that I can see out of, the one over Mom’s piano. That’s why Mom calls me “The Piano Man.”
It works nicely as a lookout, don’t you think?
Even though Sofie is mean to me when she is home, I miss her when she is gone. Louise, of course, is my idol. She doesn’t cozy up to me as much as the cats do, but I really like to hang out with her.
I saw Louise try and look out the piano window the other day and Mom got really mad at her. I guess that is the benefit of being 15 lbs instead of 65.
Charles, the Mugwump, here. I need to tell you about Mini Cooper. She is a cat. But she thinks she is a dog. She is about my size which is somewhat disconcerting. I tell her to go away (GRRRRR) because the bed is mine and I am the King, but she doesn’t listen. When I try to snuggle with V, Mini pushes her way in and won’t leave. What is a Mugwump to do with a CatDog who has long sharp claws and can jump way into the air? No matter what Mom says I am never going to trust her, but I guess I will make peace, as long as there is no food involved. Then all niceness goes out the window.
