Guess what? Mommy and Daddy bought me my very own black leather sofa!
I dunno when my parents bought it, but they had it delivered on my birthday! Daddy said it’s my birthday gift. He tried to convince me that it’s only mine during my birthday, but I said no way the sofa is MINE.
I still can’t resist jumping on Mommy’s lap, but I now spend most of my time on my sofa, especially when the air-conditioner is turned on (the leather gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling).
shantee, have you thought of leaving pee mails all over your sofa?? that will teach your mom and dad whose sofa it is. hehe- moy
I did!!! But Daddy still kept insisting it’s his already. Hmpf!