Clever kitty

Mommy referred to me as a clever kitty on her site, and I am so glad she agress that I rock. Because I do.

I got this designation last night because, as she was taking down her Xmas tree, I noticed all the cool needles were hitting the floor. And as my cute little red wagon that serves as my toybox was right next to all the action, I decided that I could come see all the needles under the guise of approaching my toybox. So I looked at Mommy, looked at my toybox, and decided to go for my little football that was in the box. So, I pawed around and bopped the football into the pile of needles at her feet. And because Mommy doesn't like when people make messes and don't clean up after themselves, I decided to go after my little football -- hoping all along to get a taste of those tree droppings that I love so much. Unfortunately, Mommy's a smart gal herself, and she blocked me from the needles. She moved me away and gave me the football to play with, only a few feet away from her. Bitch. But today she's a smart bitch instead of a dumb bitch. But at least I tried to outwit her!