Well I am out of the closet. You see, Cheysuli has been in more troulbe this weekend because she has been hollering at Momma when it's time to get up. Fortunately that means Momma thinks I am furry sweet! I am glad
We've been working in the yard in between the rain yesterday. I had to sit in the window and supervise. I think it will look nice if they ever get done. They have a huge pile of something called "bark dust". The Almost Dad said it was 15 yards. I don't know why they needed 15 yeards of bark when we only have one yard. Also why would they want bark instead of meow?