Hi ho. Finchley the cat here. You know, the one who used to be one of the main focuses of these people and this blog...
WELL, apparently THAT has changed now that there is this little screaming thing in our lives. Suddenly no pays any attention to me and I'm lucky if I even get fed (which, as you all know, is the highlight of my daily existence). Instead, I am banned from the baby's room, not allowed to sleep in with my parents anymore and when I settle down in a comfortable place on the couch she invariably comes in screaming and ruins everything. I gave her a dirty look last night before going to a more secluded sleeping place, but she didn't seem to notice and kept on shrieking.
Sigh...this is NOT good, people. NOT good. But don't worry. I'm not planning to sabotage her, besides the occasional breaking of the rules and sitting on her changing table. Mostly I just want to be far away from her and I'm hoping that when she gets older, she doesn't get too interested in my tail.
Over and out....I leave you with a picture of me trying my best to sleep in my usual position. They gave me the boot.
