Tabby Tattletale Tuesday
Hey there pals! Last week furriends of ours posted about how each and every one of their family is special and unique.
I thought I'd do my own take on this...you know.
Why I'm my mom's favorite!
Of course each and every one of us thinks WE are the favorite...but I KNOW it's ME!
No one can grind the leaves and dirt into their furs like I can. I'm smart, sassy and give the best bear hugs in the world. Did you know that I also give kissies at the same time I'm giving bear hugs? Even though I'm a big beefy mancat, I have a squeaky little meow. I love being brushed. When mom calls me I come running like a woofie. I also was smart enough to pick my own name. When I was first rescued, Mom bought a bag of gingersnaps from the store and every time she talked about the cookies I responded. I love my name.
Hey wait a minute Ginger...I'm mom's favorite!
HA! No way Madison, it's ME!
Nuh-uh Ginger...I'll tell you why...
I've been with mom for 16 whole years now and mom says that she loves me every day but not as much as she'll love me tomorrow since she'll love me another whole days worth. I got 16 years worth on you! She loves the way I waddle around and holler and stuff over nothing. I'm handsome and I love to be brushed WAY more than anyone...I come running when I see the Furminator. I used to be kinda goofy and semi-feral, but now I let mom pick me up and kiss on me whenever she wants. Mom adores the way I snore. I've always snuffled and snored since I was a baby kitten. It's adorable.
