I wish Mummy would let me sit in the windowsill like Chester gets to. Chester even gets to go OUTSIDE when she wants to. Chester told me it had something to do with the fact that she's big and also because she's had an operation which means she can't have babies. So unfair - I'm big too and I'm too little to have babies! Er...
I sat with Mummy while she watched the picture box last night. There was a spaceship and robots and there was even a lady who was sometimes called Kara and sometimes called Starbuck! And she's clever and brave and everything! I wonder if that's why Mummy named me Starbuck? I hope so.
Mummy took some more pictures of me with the flashy thing, and says I'm bigger than I was last week and how fast I've grown. I'll show you:
PH33R MY CLAWS!
I'm not cute, damnit, I'm ph33rsome! Raaaah!
Well, maybe I AM cute. A bit.
Gotta go, lots to do! There's a catnip mouse that's not being pummeled!