Four days ago Mommy and Daddy left the house with a purple cat carrier. When they returned, they carried it upstairs, where Fuzzface lives (that’s the cat, Fuzzface.) The carrier looked heavy, the way Daddy held it. Ever since then, they’ve kept the door up there closed. There are strange noises coming from there. I think I caught a whiff of something new through the crack in the door.

I don’t know exactly what was in the carrier, but I suspect the worst.

Stupid Blogger removed my profile and the beautiful picture of me in my pink sweater* and replaced them with Mommy’s profile and picture. How stupid is that? Plus, it wouldn’t let WordPress import the content because my old blog wasn’t on a Gmail account. Even more stupidier.

I lost interest in blogging after that. What was the point if people thought my piles of wisdom were Mommy’s?

I’ll probably do some posts here now and then, just so you don’t miss out on any of the really important stuff that goes on around here.

* click on About and you can see it again.