He's done it again! Brad is acting like one particular middle eastern country. We sign a ceasefire in the morning then he attacked me in the afternoon.
Despite our promise to be at peace this winter, Brad has committed a war crime! No less!
He attacked me while I was resting on my Mama's wobbly tubbly comfy muffin top. How could he? How dare you, Mama scolded him! For, Mama was hurt by me accidentally kicking Mama's tummy with my hind legs because Brad, the #@%^&* scoundrel bit my rump!
So now, I swear I will not be easy on him anymore. If yesterday we could share a blanket, that privilege has been withdrawn. He can call me a selfish @#$%^&* for all I care! I don't care, the very orange but very comfy Ikea blanket is MINE! All MINE!!!
The blanket is now mine...all mine! Lay off Brad! You pest!! Shoo! Shoo!
This is me relaxing on Mama's lap before gradually moving up her tummy. My favourite is when Mama uses the massage chair...such heavenly bosom she has...hmmmm...purrr purrr....
Me at me favourite spot...Mama's lap
Then Brad came and lie on the sofa while resting his head against Mama's thigh. Bet he was jealous that I was on top and he was just down there. Well, in the scheme of things, Brad has the lowest ranking when it comes to position in this family and therefore Mama's affection!!! That was before he decided to take over my position by force. Usurper!
The war is on again!