It's Oscar Weekend

Hello most humans and many others,

Well, I"ve gotta tell you that I am pumped about the Oscars. I don't get to go to any movies, but I love the beautiful dresses and all the pagentry of the Oscars. I remember that when I first lived with Missy Linda, she let me have parties for the Oscars. I was thinking that if I play my cards right, there's a chance that I could do that again.

If nothing else happens in my favor, I may have to resort to questionable methods to get what I want. That's more exciting anyway, right? Missy Linda is right in the middle of one of her headaches. She doesn't notice much of what goes on around her at that time. She usually has her head covered with an ice bag.

I was considering the possibility of just pretending she is not here, and I could easily plan the party without her. She would be surprised on Sunday, but she couldn't do much to me in front of guests, right?

Getting Better

Hello most humans and many others,

Well, I'm hoping that Tio Kane and Missy Linda are about over their colds. Even Mr. Nelson has been coughing and sneezing! Tio Kane says that Missy Linda gave Mr. Nelson her cold when she was hacking and sneezing germs all over the place. He was complaining that he was just getting better, and then Mr. Nelson kept him awake with his noises trying to breathe and with his sneezing. I don't know. That took place upstairs, and I don't go up there. I know that Tio Kane was the first one here who had it.

They are all about to drive me bananas. You humans make a lot of really strange noises when you're trying to clear out your heads. Aren't you all afraid that you'll expel some pieces of your brains? I think that may have happened to Missy Linda.

Mr. Nelson Wants Real Thing

Hello most humans and many others,

Well, I have to give Mr.Nelson credit, he does a good job of remaining his usual polite self even when he must convey his distaste for the treats Missy Linda is attempting to push onto him. The other day, she ran out of the brand name treats that Mr. Nelson gets when he goes into the front yard and doesn't bark and doesn't go past the driveway. She ran into the Dollar Tree on her way to class and grabbed a box of treats to get by.

By the end of the next day, Mr. Nelson had had enough of the inferior product. He didn't pout (too much) and he didn't throw a fit. He merely took each treat, with a withering look at Missy Linda, and then he promptly carried each treat out to the back yard. I don't know where he took the objectionable treats. He would just be gone awhile and come back without them.

Missy Linda went to the real store to get the real treats, and Mr. Nelson was very relieved. And now he is living hapily ever after.