So, without further ado, I introduce you to Abby.
Okay, so Mom said I have to participate in her blog-thing. I'm not too sure I like her blogging so much, because if her laptop is in her lap, then there isn't room for me. Thus, I have to resort to just being cute.
I never met a basket I didn't like or at least want to try out, even if it isn't a good fit.
I got scared when a bunch of men & loud machinery were in my backyard, so I squeezed
under Mom & Dad's dresser.
How did I get my body under here anyway. Help me, Mom!
Throw away the toys and just give me the box.
Just in case you hadn't noticed my big blue eyes!
Sometimes a girl just has to let it all hang out, but Mom says it's not very lady-like.
I don't like being in this carrier because it usually means I'm going to the "Kitty Spa". Ha! Mom and Dad call it a spa, but it's actually my Vet who also does boarding. Dillon is always there & I like him pretty well, so it's not all that bad.
This is my bed since I was first brought home from the Humane Society. I love this bed.
This was me doing my surveillance during all the Christmas chaos. Whew, what a lot
of extra work that was for me!
Yep, sometimes I can multi-task. Here I'm taking a nap & being a bookend at the same time.
Don't you wish you could sleep this way?
Okay, ladies, I think I've fulfilled my obligation. Mom promised a laptop-free lap
for a nap-time of my choosing. Yippee, I'm choosing now! Mom says thanks for
stopping by and please come by again real soon.