10-30-2017

I’m like one of those 80’s hair band groupies that if I could get away with it I would pack myself in the biped’s suitcase and travel with him wherever he goes. But much to his dislike to having my hair all over his clothes, I’m not welcome on his travels. So I will just have to wait until he returns to smoother him with my fur and kisses.
 
-Mozzie
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10-23-2017

Ahhh the sweet smell of death in the air. Fall kicking summer out on its double-dealing ass as it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. I am ready for the leaves to fall so I can dive into them like I once did in the biped’s bed. Leaves are also great for me to scoot my butt across when I get an itch.

-Mozzie

10-16-2017

I’m sitting here looking at the biped and wondering why she is not outside on this beautiful day rolling around on the ground like I do.  I do this because I like the way my non-existing balls feel in the cool crisp air and soon to be falling leaves.  It’s the most heavenly feeling and I can do this for hours.  <<sigh>>

-Mozzie

10-9-2017

It’s been an enjoyable hobby of mine, much to the bipeds dismay, to dig a hole in some of my favorite spots in the yard. But this spot in particular is what has me stumped. I could have swore they said they were going to dig this one up anyways and I just thought I’d get a head start. I’m nice that way.

-Mozzie

10-2-2017

I get that Monday’s suck for you and some Monday’s are worse than others but do you know what sucks for me? That I don’t understand why I can’t get my own box of delicious cat poop candy with pee flavored sprinkles. The bipeds horde them all for themselves and will not let me have any. But I will admit I will sneak one from time to time. They are delicious, forgive me.
 
-Mozzie