Easy Like Sundays are S'powsed To Be...

Hai, Furriends!

    Well, our typist is up early, so we thot we'd take advantage of dat!  She is a bit cranky, on account of she no likes gettin' up early, but had sum trubble sleepin, so got up.

    We wants to fank effurryone who voted in our poll.  You kin see da rezultz up in da corner where you voted.  Wif 10 votes, it seems da ma-joritee pretty much finks dat Tigger haz a good chance of bein' part Maine Coon cat.  He iz struttin' around all prouds.  MOL

    Mom/typist haz been furry buzy at da compooter dis weekend, but not on our bloggie so much.  She says she is about "rited-out," an' haz a bit of 'riter's block,' whateffurr dat iz!  We know she haz been typin up a lot of stuffs, an lookin up stuffs, too.   She says she's werking, but da pile on her desk neffurr seems to git any smaller, so we don' knows what she's 'werking' on at all.  We just knows if we gits up on top of da piles, we gits chased off rite qwik.

   Yawwwnnn....iz gray outside an still cold.  When duz it git warm agin, wif sunpuddles?  Time to go crawl back unner da blankies.  Haff a furry good day, furriends, an stay warm....(or cool, iffen you iz one of our upside-down furriends where iz summer now).  MOL

S.....Jigsaw