Hello, all. Dixie here. FINALLY. Please don’t ask me why Gus got to write a post SIX WHOLE MONTHS AGO and I’m just now being acknowledged. Actually, scratch that. Yes, go ahead and ask me. It’s because my brother is Mom’s favorite. Yes, she loves us both equally blah blah blah but he is definitely her favorite child. Maybe because he’s lazy and likes to eat all the time so they have more in common. That’s fine. Gus can have Mom. That just means I get to claim Dad. He and I are more alike anyway. More sociable. More adventurous. Prettier…
There are plenty advantages to being a Daddy’s girl.
Unlimited belly rubs.
Wet food when Mom isn’t home. She has us on a dry food diet. Thanks, Gus…
Attention on the regular.
Don’t get me wrong. Mom shows me attention too and I do love her. But as any southern girl will tell you, there’s just something special about Daddy. Nothing comes between him and his “pretty girl”. I’ll say this for Mom though: I LOVE that she’s been opening the windows for me since it got pretty outside. I say for me because Gus can’t launch his fat self into the window sill without assistance. One of my favorite things to do on weekends is sit in the sunlight and intimidate the squirrels. They are so lucky I’m an indoor cat.
I’m rambling now.
Enjoy your weekend, people.
And for the love, give your cat some wet food