The trip...part 3
I really liked the Christmas Tree. I wandered under it several times and sniffed around. Grandmeowm and Grandpaw have a great window where the tree was...I liked sitting in it and seeing what was happening outside.
I didn't meet my cousins face to face...just through a window. But we exchanged plenty of growls and hisses. My black and white cousin is Bud. He adopted my Grandparents.....just wandered in one day and stayed. My black cousin is Terrorist. He was hiding under Prandpaws work vehicle one day. When Grandpaw walked up to him, he came out and went right to him. He came home and has been there ever since. He used to run all over the house and tear everything up....nothing was safe....that is why he is named Terrorist.
The last picture is me with my Grandpaw. He was watching a football game and I wanted someone to snuggle with. He was right there, all warm and comfy, so I curled right up!