Something Happened in Fairfield....

The little tiny humans returned yesterday. They're like Moms and Dads, only shorter and louder. One can't even walk. What gives?

Moms and Dads hosted a Happy Spring party for Arden June (she's 3 1/2); her mom, Xandra; her grandman, June; and Jack, who turned 8 months old yesterday. They decorated tons of cupcakes with sprinkles and frosting and something colorful called Peeps. And they gave the 3 1/2 year old sugar. Do you know what that does? It makes me crawl under the bed.

Here's Arden showing her handiwork to the world.



The littlest one, Jack, was too small to decorate cupcakes. So he just looked cute. Everyone oohed and ahhed over him. I think someone actually said that he was cuter than me. But, really, that's not possible. He actually had the nerve to wear a dog outfit to my house. Moms said something about Jack not having control of his outfits but honestly -- how could he wear a dog outfit to the house of chubby cats?

When they went home, it took me over an hour to come out from under the bed. When I did, there were sprinkles EVERYWHERE. I still think there's some in my fur (because, well, I flirt flopped in them).

JDamn Out!
Purrs & Kisses,
JDamn.