One thing I like to do is to give Her a massage. For instance, when She finishes Her lunch and works on her puzzle book, I get up on her lap and give her a little massage with my paws. She puts down Her pencil, and gives me some pets. Today, I lay down across Her chest and put my paws on Her face, then I massaged Her face. For some reason, that made Her laugh, so I went back to massaging Her tummy. I guess She was laughing because She was happy, and not because She thought I was silly.
She went to get a few things today, and it was all She could do not to buy more things for the Alphas and Cleo's People. He told Her to stop getting things, or people would be tired of Her presents. I can't help it, She told Him. When I see something that will tickle them pink, I want them to have it. Well, that's good, He said, but save some things for later. She said that would be OK. It is lucky Her Eddie-friends, including Eddie don't come over for Christmas, or She would not have enough money left to buy kibbles! (snerk)
She is looking for me, so I guess She forgives me for that one little bite I gave Her after the massage. Cheery-bye.
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