Well, I don't know what the Milo's going on about, but I don't think even Mommy can argue with the fact that I am a panther. It's too obvious. I might be a midget too, but at least I don't have to get into discussions about eating zebras and other nonsense. Hear that Milo? Sigh, baby brothers, you know...
Friday, November 27, 2009
Well...
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Stupid Mommy
Ok, Mommy totally bummed my mood and stuff. She walked by me all casually and says "Hey Milobutt, wouldn't it make more sense if you turned into a tiger if you ate zebras?" Sometimes I just want to bite her. I had a zebra (well who knows what catfood is made from these days) in my mouth so I didn't get a chance to give her a smart come back either. Gosh darn it!
It's all in how you see yourself
- Hi Mommy, I'm a LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIION
- Hello Milobutt (I don't know WHY she insists on calling me Milobutt) You're too small to be a lion.
- But I'm a midget LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIION, rawr.
- Ok, Milo, but lions aren't black and white anyway.
- If we eat enough zebras we're black and white LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIONS. Mommy, you need to watch discovery more.
In her face! I'm the Milobu...I mean Milolion!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Wanting
Wanting stuff is a complicated thing. The outside always looks so tempting but when we get outside it's usually cold and wet. Or Mommy just wants to get the mail. Maybe the best part of going outside is coming back in where we have the litter box, the foodbowls, the waterbowl and the beddy byes toys and blankets to hide under.
Yeah, we can have many things, and want many things, but we can only be in one place at once, no matter how much we daydream about something else.
Best wishes, The Knit and Milo
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
World domination
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Judgement
Best wishes, the Knit and Milo
All things good
Teeth
Best wishes, The Knit and Milo









