Deja pooh

"Doo wah doo wah
Pooh pooh kitty
Got a furry cat
And her ass is shitty."

That's the song Mommy kept singing as we drove from Pittsburgh to Washington, D.C., this afternoon. Annoying bitch. She said she had seen a big fudge stripe on my ass as she crammed me into my kitty carrier before our ride from hell back home, more than three weeks after we started out.

I am highly perturbed because Mommy tried valiantly to make Grandma keep my lil sister Kadi, whom Grandma named "Hisseroo" because she hissed a lot at her and everyone else who went near her. Shit, she hisses at ME more than anyone! Grandma was almost convinced that she should keep Kadi at her house 'cause Kadi likes to try to kick my ass several dozen times a day and I am just too dainty and too old for that crap, but then she didn't and told Mommy later that she will keep her between Thanksgiving and New Year's and see how that works out. That would be the best holiday present EVER for me!!!

Lots more stories to tell, but I'm hungry and have to poop. It's hard being stuck in a backseat all fucking day!