Outta the closet

I've had a lovely four-day weekend with Mommy, as she's been snowed in and can't go to work (trust me, she isn't disappointed about not being at Club Medicated!), but it's deadline week for her, and once she does go in, she'll probably be stranded there for another four days. I've decided to be more social than usual, showing up at Mommy's feet almost constantly to get me some lovin'.

I crawled up on her lap quite a few times, and we watched the snow fall. I loved having my ears and my neck rubbed -- but sometimes I started to fall asleep on her, and she'd think she could stop. But nooo, I wasn't having it, so I forced myself to be awake so that she'd have to continue petting me.

I was worried that we wouldn't have enough Maddie food to last through the blizzard, but Mommy thought ahead and has a whole unopened box of Whiskas packets, just for me!!! ~*hearts and love*~

I'm mad at Mommy, though, because she blocked off my bedroom (i.e., her closet) yesterday after she finished washing lots of clothes. Apparently my fur gets all over them, and she'd like to preserve them for awhile. Bah. Just wait till she goes to work, and I'll get that door open. Bitch. Doesn't she realize that no outfit is complete without a gaggle of Maddie hair?