Thoughts by Jesse

Hello pet people, thanks for visiting our blog....it's Jesse James here....the handsome tabby brother, you remember. Thomas seems to do quite abit of blogging so I figured I'd take another turn at it but while pondering which subject I should pick something Thomas did kept jumping into my mind.....He is such a little doofus sometimes. Everyone knows cats like bags and boxes or just about anything that can be climbed into...we two brothers are no different....what is different is that Thomas seems to have this weird habit of getting his little head stuck in the handles of plastic bags causing him immediate distress followed by sheer panic and new head gear. Why he feels he needs to stick his head through the handle I'll never know...what I do know is the aftermath is HILARIOUS!!! You see, I don't miss a move he makes....once I hear that bag crinkle I'm on it like a cat on catnip! Mom has on many occasions had to remove the stressed out little Baby Thomas from his plastic nightmare but what he did yesterday took the cake! Something called Christmas is coming so Mom and Dad were outside decorating the house....I don't know much about this whole Christmas thing other than they bring a huge lovely freshly cut tree into the living room then yell at us when we get near it.....I'm assuming it's based on some sort of yelling game with lot's of delicate dangley things added to the mix to make it more interesting. Anyway.....while they were decorating Mom went to the storage space under the stairs which we've only been in once and she had alot of trouble getting us out of there I might add and she brought out a HUGE plastic bag with a wreath for the front door....She pulled it out of the bag as we hovered at her feet curious as to what it was and where it was going...being the silly Mom she is she dropped the bag in the foyer and headed out the front door leaving us alone with the huge crinkle bag......I don't need to spell out what happened next do I.....just picture a bag big enough for a dozen Thomas's to fit in being worn by the terrified little doofus who started racing around the house completely clueless as to how to remove this so called new toy! Using what little brain power he has he figured out that jumping up in the front window and looking for Mom or Dad to rescue him would be a good idea....see Mom and Dad laugh......laugh Mom and Dad laugh.....Mom did rush into the house and up the stairs to rescue her little Thomas from further embarressment or injury...Did we really come from the same litter....sometimes I wonder....Anyway as usual I'm perfect and Thomas is still working at it......meow for now.....Jesse James