I almost forgot it was Caturday. Bonnie went to a movie today, then she went out to eat with our friend Donna — and they didn't invite me! Donna did come to visit me and gave me treats, so I forgive them. I even curled up with Bonnie tonight on our bed, while she read using her other hand. I've lived here with her for a month, as of tomorrow, and she's learning rather quickly which food I prefer. But it's still frustrating that I have to tell her repeatedly that she isn't giving me enough each time she feeds me.
Let's see, what have I done this week? I ate, I slept, I meowed pitifully whenever Bonnie needed to be reminded to feed me MORE. Oh, yes, I also visited Donna's apartment a couple of times. I get in my carrier (well, Bonnie's the carrier of the comfortable blue thing shown above that I like to sleep in), and Bonnie takes me to Donna's apartment. When I've looked around two or three or ten times, I get back in the blue thing so Bonnie will know to take me home. Donna gives me treats, too, but first I like to check out her kitchen and all around her desk and her sofa and her windows, which have a different view than I can see from my windows on the sixth floor. The last time we visited, Donna's bathroom door was open and I looked around in there, but she doesn't have a litter box like we do. Enough for now. I'll try to think of something more exciting to tell you next Caturday.