Good News Bad News, My head is spinning.

Okay, first of all, I DON'T know who pooped on the mama bed.
It wasn't me.
How can you blame me?
I know girlkitty can't jump on the bed without help, but did you ever think that maybe I HELPED her get up there so she could poop on the bed, which is very, very naughty.

And I'm tired of the mama asking me why.
I DIDN'T DO IT!!!!

Wasn't me! Wasn't me!

Maybe it was the landlord.

In badder news, there are suitcases. I don't like suitcases. No good comes of a suitcase.

But I did hear the Rabbi's Daughter called my mama. And mama said, "then you'll be there Sunday, great!"

I love the rabbi's daughter. I might become Jewish, I think.
Do greenies have pork in them?