now we look like dumb labs. the whole 'spa-day' that momma put us through was torture. a bath, a shave and a teeth-brushing is not my idea of a relaxing day. these stupid bandanas are ridiculous too. they make lindy and i look like hicks from a farm or something. on the bright-side, i do look thinner. 'does this fur make my butt look big?' um, yes it did. plus it is so HOT here, i'm feeling way cooler and friskier now. oh well. our long and luxurious hair will grow out soon. the cats freaked out when they saw us though; they always do after we get haircuts or baths. i can't believe they're so retarded they don't recognize us. i guess i understand; they have tiny little brains. none of them can form complete sentences. and their grammar is terrible.tiny critter death count this week is at 5 (all from the rodent family). daddy found a tiny rat this morning on the back porch. so cruel. poor little thing was just a baby. but the wrath of uncle leo cannot be stopped. leo should go work for an exterminator; at least he'd get paid for his dirty work. there was also a mouse head on the front lawn and miscellaneous other unrecognizable parts lying about the grounds of casa sanders. as usual, lindy and i are hard at work trying to piece everything together and notify the next of kin. our work is never done. its sad too, enough to drive me to drown my sorrows in a cheesecake or something. i've never had cheesecake. is it cake made of cheese? maybe if i ask nicely, momma will make me one.
in other cat news, cuda has been beating up newman on a regular basis. she sneaks up behind him and pounces. smacks him around a bit, then runs off cackling. i don't think she remembers that she's his grandma. it very upsetting to newman though; he's a lover, not a fighter.
gotta run; its time for my 2:00 nap.
love, love, love,
daisy daffodil
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