The Otis Feed
Furrth of July
Wow this week has been crazy fur me.
The Furrth of July was purretty low key at our house. Mom even furrgot to dress us all in our pawtriotic attire – thank God fur the filters that assist Mom during her photo ops!
The neighbors decided to light off fireworks (which we couldn’t even see). They remind me too much of thunderstorms, which I’m definitely not a fan of. Luckily, Mom and Dad were there petting me to keep me calm and their celebrations were short-lived.
Mom was home with me on Monday cranking out laundry like it’s her new job. The couch cushions, comforter, Ellie’s purple slip-covfurr off the chair that Santa Paws gave her, the table runner, and two loads of regular laundry were all washed and dried in record time.
When Ellie came home, she even questioned, “what happened”.
#ToocuteTuesday , #WhiskerWednesday and #Furrsday were a blurr. I must have cat napped the days away. So today I bring you a #FriskyFriday post.
Is anyone else having a hard time coming off of the pawliday weekend?
Anywho, happy purrthday Ameowica!
