So, there SHE was...in Paris...
And well, I don't have to give you an actual picture of what I was doing, but you can bet it went a little like this:
Some people said what I did in Mom's absence was more of a WHINE but I NEVER whine so they are lying through their teeth. (BTW, that video from a couple of weeks ago doesn't count.)
Anyway. MOM IS HOME! You know, I was so hoarse from crying, that when Mom came in the door I could hardly speak! That first night that she was home, all I did was lie next to her (next to her heart) and purr....and purrrrrr....and purrrrrrrrrr....REALLY LOUD! (Actually, I purred so loud that Dad got up and slept in the guest room!!) I was just soooo glad to have Mom back.
That picture at the top is what Mom said was her most favourite moment...with her friends (and about a million other people), on a warm night in the park below the Eiffel Tower...the tower was all lit up then suddenly, it began to sparkle!! She said it was as if there were thousands of sparklers all over it. Whatever. Mom is home.
And me, I am back to doing my thing...hanging out, begging for food, sleeping, getting love, begging for food, being gorgeous and so on.