So, I was just relaxin' today enjoyin' the warm weather an' sunny spots when Mom told me ... I mean SPRUNG IT ON ME ... that she's leavin' in six weeks to go on ANOTHER vacation to Seattle. Last year, she left us for nearly a month with a cat sitter. That was okay 'cept that we got hairballs an' Pumpkin wouldn't quit hidin' under the bed.
Six weeks ago, she left us with Grandma an' Grandad. That was better 'cuz they played with us an' we weren't alone all the time.
When she leaves in the middle of September, she's leavin' us with ... Uncle James. Uh, oh ... I think that we are doomed ...
Grandma an' Grandad are gonna drive their green masheen up to the Pacific Northwest, too ... but they're leavin' before Mom leaves an' they're returnin' long after Mom has to report back to school. Mom's gonna fly in an airplane again. Uncle James is gonna take Mom to the airport an' then pick her up when she returns. Mom's lookin' forward to spending more time with our Aunt Toni (Ben Fuzz an' Lucy Furr's momma) an' our Uncle Jer (who just moved in next door to Aunt Toni). She is also gonna spend time with her cousins (Zoey an' the Furballs with Cha-Ching's mom an' dad an' Gus an' Perla's momma). Mom's glad that our gran'parents are gonna be driving so that she can shop for clothes an' stuff. Like Mom needs more clothes ... geez!
We're pretty nervous 'bout Mom goin' again 'cuz Uncle James doesn't know furry much about cats ... He has a woofie: Our cousin, Shadow Saluki. Uncle James isn't much of a housekeeper either, so we're worried 'bout our water bowls an' litter boxes an' stuff. Is he gonna feed us? Will he play toys with us? Is he gonna stay overnight or will he leave us to sleep 22 hours a day? What're we gonna do? We're not gonna get to visit any of our furriends or be able to blog 'cuz Uncle James doesn't let our woofie cousin blog AT ALL!!!
Argh ... What's with the 'beans an' their vacations?!? Aren't they supposed to be grousin' 'bout gasoline prices an' having STAY-cations instead?
Mom claims that she needs rain. It hasn't rained here in a furry long time: We've had drizzle an' humidity, but no major precipitation in ages. Mom claims that she suffers rain withdrawal. Ack! Water is for drinkin', Mom!
We've got six weeks to train Uncle James so that we don't get all messed up when Mom's gone. Perhaps we'll punish her by havin' a "trash the house" party with all of you? Whaddya think, cat blogosphere? Up for a par-tay in America's Finest City?