It’s been stormy here, so it looks like mama and papa won’t be going anywhere this weekend. I heard them talking about going to the movies, but I say they should watch a movie at home. That way, Mama can be at my *beck and call even though I sleep all day. You never know when I may need something.
You can see part of a suitcase in this picture. Mama is already starting to prepare for their trip. They’re leaving in less than two weeks. She thinks I don’t know. She had the pet sitter over yesterday. I was hoping that she wouldn’t get a pet sitter, they would stay home and Bucky would leave. I know. You think I’m mean. To show you I’m not all bad, check out the below picture. I’m slowing building up my tolerance for him like I have for Simba.
Bucky doing an Elvis impersonation:
Hunka hunka burnin' love
*I looked up beck and call. It means to be entirely subservient to someone; to be responsive to their slightest request. I say all cat servants (i.e. humans) need to incorporate this phrase into their vocabularies!