Mom has been gone to the place where there is a lot of sand and water called the beach. She really liked it there because it was very warm and sunny. Mom does not like to be cold and she says it is still cold at our house but me and the big man do not think so. Mom bothers us because she does not turn on the blower at our house that makes it cool called the air conditioner. Mom likes to be very hot and me and big man do not. I don't know what we are going to do about that because it is getting hotter every day and Mom still says it is cold. Maybe she needs to go back to the place where there is a lot of sand and water called the beach and live for a while.

Mom is usually very nice to me and I like to be nice to her too so she will remember to bring me cat treats from Walmart. On the day that was Tuesday, I came in the house very early before it was day time. Mom was trying to sleep on the couch because the big man made loud sleeping noises in the bed and Mom could not sleep there with loud sleeping noises. When I came in, the big man got in the shower and Mom got back in her bed. She said she was very tired because she had to sleep on the couch.

Mom slept until the bird came out of the clock 7 times. Mom never sleeps that long! I knew she must be very tired. Me and Mom had coffee and we watched the news. After that, Me and Mom got in the floor and did stretches called yoga. Mom was grunting and whining about it. I knew she didn't feel very good and I wanted to cheer her up.

So I went outside and found us a lively little chipmunk to play with. I was very careful not to hurt the lively little chipmunk, I brought him in the house by biting his tail. What do you think Mom did when I brought her the lively little chipmunk? She got mad and yelled at me! She never likes stuff I bring her! I'm not bringing her anything else! When I opened my mouth to talk back to her, the lively little chipmunk got away and started running around our living room. Mom just got madder. I told her I would catch the lively little chipmunk, but she was still mad.

And when she gets mad, what is the first thing she does? She yells and then she gets the broom. I am so tired of that broom! I'm going to poo on it! Mom chased the lively little chipmunk all over the living room and kitchen but she could not catch it or hit it with the broom. I was trying to get the lively little chipmunk too but Mom kept hitting me with that stupid broom. I hate that broom. Mom opened all the doors and kept chasing the lively little chipmunk around until she finally swept it out the front door. I was going out after it and what did she do? She hit me again with that stupid broom!

I am going to hide that broom. I do not like that broom at all. I am not bringing Mom any more presents or toys. She does not like anything I bring her. I'm just going to take my naps and mind my own business. Because it is not cool to get hit with a broom and I am a cool cat.