Meow. It's me witty dreaming of Lola finally getting in trouble. Lola, Momma's Baby, decided to take a full wet bag of grass clippings and haul them 75 feet across the yard. She and Rosemary then proceeded to tear the bag to bits and munch on the already decomposing pile of clippings.
Lola says Rosemary was in on the action of dragging the bag. Rosemary denies any part of this activity. All I care about is that Lola is not the fair haired child right now. Hee Hee Hee. Lola never gets more than a half baked "don't chase the cat" when she interrupts my tours around the house.
Here's Lola indignant when Mom asks her about the activities. Look at her put that nose in the air and completely ignore Mom. I know she'll get in trouble now!
Oh sure, Lola is trying to look docile and repentant now. Ugh. Mom ALWAYS falls for this. Doesn't Mom know Lola is just resting from her tummy full of grass? Where's Dad when you need him?
Forget it. I'm going back to bed! Maybe this was all a dream. Enjoy a cat nap with me.