Mom says I'm allowed to tell this now. In case you don't read her blog, I'm going to be a Big Brother! Mom and Dad are having a puppy. I've known for a while - Mom smells different - but I wasn't allowed to tell yet. Anyway, this past weekend was SUPER BUSY. Grandma and Grandad and Granny and Bionic Grandpa and Great Granny were all around and they all brought bags and boxes for the new puppy - who isn't even here yet!
And there I was:
Not quite forgotten. Grandma and Grandad brought up Honey Bones. Yummmm, you can bet I gave them plenty of thank yous! Anyway, there I was when Mom says this one is for you Bolo:
Really? From who?
Aunt Sharon and Uncle Marty! They're the best!
I even brought my turtle up onto the bed with me last night, in case I needed a midnight squeek, you know.
I don't want you to think I was totally neglected, I did manage to mooch a LOT of cuddles throughout the weekend - Miss Jenn and Miss Melissa were around (I got to go downstairs and wake up Miss Melissa every morning she was here!) I was also remembered on the Party Favours, read the last line:
Pei laughter. So, anyone who has advice on how to be a Big Brofur, please send it my way. I'll keep you updated on puppy's progress. Right now, I need a squeek. Where's my turtle?
Sniff ya later!