Thief

Hey Guys!


Nothing much has been going on lately. There is one thing though that I don't understand....
                                          GRAYSON TOOK MY BED!!!

When Liz got home from the meeting Tuesday night she found him looking around it and going inside it. Then like an hour later when we were going to bed he's sleeping in it! I looked at him, then looked at Liz like "Get him out of here", and walked away. I couldn't deal with him!

Don't get me wrong, I don't like my crate, but that's my space!

Sometimes he even eats my food! He's got his own, why does he have to eat mine? Yes, I do eat his food and liter sometimes, but that isn't the same.

This cat can really get on my nerves, but he's still my friend. If Dad, Mom, Liz and Rachel can deal with Grayson's craziness then I guess I can too.