STILL an only child

I think Mommy's just fucking with me, trying to warn me that I'm getting a lil sister. Even though I've seen photos of her, she still hasn't materialized. This, my friends, is a Good Thing.

But Mommy's seeing Aunt Mikey on Saturday, as she's taking Jynxie (Aunt Daddy's youngest child) in to get shot, and it's Aunt Mikey who's his vet (Jynxie's vet, not Aunt Daddy's, just for clarification!).

So I suppose Mommy and Aunt Mikey will do that little thing humans do called "making plans," and I will assume they will choose a date least convenient to moi to spring the little furball upon me. Pfft. Assholes!

Mommy has a new, tiny litterbox for the new arrival, as well as a brand-new dish and all kinds of kitten food to fill it with. She bought the new cat the expensive Iams stuff, but she quit feeding me that long ago, when she realized she could feed me more if she bought cheaper stuff. And I can't complain there, 'cause I live to eat! (Hence my curvy 18.3 pounds of girth, but I'm not fat -- I'm just all fur!!! ;)