Mew.

Here is Elder Bednar - my inspiration, perspiration, and.... syncopation.

I am so sparkly-eyed, archy, and trilly these days that people can barely keep their paws off me! I don't believe my feet have touched the ground all day; Mama is holding me so much. I love Kissing Booths. They keep my nose moist and kissable.
Mama caught me today! I was on the counter, and I started slipping, and she grabbed me in midair. It was exceptional. But then her and Grandma kept picking me up and it angered me; Auntie was the only one who tried to stop them. I slunk away, angry and huffy.

Kisses?


-Poppitron

Helper

Auntie is sick and stayed home all day. I was a good, trilly helper!
Proud smee?

Socializing with the People

It's been a while!
Today was a great day because my people sat in one room all day, watching something they call "confrense". I got a lot of snuggling done, and received many a kiss.
Also, my mama was seeking me out, and Auntie saw me turn the corner and yelled "There's Poopit!", causing Mama to shriek with delight and fall off the couch. She then trotted down the hall and turned right, but Auntie corrected her by saying "no, left!", and she trotted left and found meh. I slunk away but she caught me and everyone gave me a kiss. Aw, luff.


Play smee?

Updates

It's been a long time!
"skull" is about to start up again for my girls. I don't like the sound of it. It might take away their time with me. It IS all about me, isn't it?
I trilled darn cute today. I also chased a hummingbird like a kitten and got embarrassed.

Ploof

Poppit here. I slept all day, because the sun was shining in my favorite spot, and mama told me I looked kewt, so slumber I did, wake I did not. My name is yonder poppit, calm; my soul, unto thee brethren almighty; nay-nay.

everyone is home!

I love Saturdays! Everyone is home, and here to adore me! I was begging for love and attention today, and mama and me even snuggled. I wonder if I'll be given more yogurt to complete this blissful day?
Auntie is rereading the book "Socks" by Beverly Something, and it sickens me that a cat could actually be...IGNORED; the dreaded word! All I have to do is arch my back and mew and I'll be scooped into someone's adoring arms.
Meow.

Yogurt face!

Grandma let me lick the remains of her yogurt and look what happened! Teehee! I really go for that stuff!