I try to have daddy play tug-a-war with my Fat Cat toys by putting them near his mouth, but for some reason he uses his hands.

I've been sleeping in the back of the couch, behind Mommy's head. She's going to take me to bed soon.

The new cat Charlie thinks he's all that. He's right in the bed with us as usual. He's moving up closer to mommy and daddy every night. He lived outside for about two months and just went for walks with us and got fed. Now he's taking over. He's got some balls. Actually he doesn't anymore. Tehee.

My sister Luna uses her nose to say we need to go out, but it doesn't always get Daddy's attention. I bark. It helps.

My brother Cosmo was afraid of his own leash yesterday, but he also freaks out with any flying insects that are bee-like. I'm the opposite. I want to eat all the bugs and slugs.