I wanted to wish you all Happy Rosie Days and hope that you are having fun celebrations. I don't know if you all celebrate with us, but it looks like everyone in our neighborhood does, because they light up their bushes for me. You see, this is the anniversary month of when I came to live here as my forever home. My mommies get so excited every year that they make a big deal about the whole month!
First they go and get a smelly tree and bring it inside just for me! Then they hang lights and shiny things all over it.
They also hang up really big socks.
I think this is because I used to like to use socks as chew toys. I had a whole collection that Mommy #2 gave me of ones she didn't want anymore. But it got kind of confusing, because I never knew which socks were mine. So now we just have these for decoration. And sometimes they take them down and let me sniff inside and I find YUMMERS in there! Doesn't that sound fun?
Speaking of yummers, those are part of Rosie Days, too.
Both mommies have been making these all month. But remember I told you humans make no sense? Well, they spend all that time making yummers to celebrate ME, but they don't share any with ME!! They keep taking them to other places, like the Work. I guess it's nice of them to share their happiness with others, but why don't they share with me, too? I mean, I'm the reason for the season, you know??
But that's ok, I guess, because I smell more yummers being made today, too. And these seem to involve meat, so I'd rather have those anyway. I guess they saved the good stuff for me.
There are some other Rosie Days traditions I don't understand. Like this:
Not only does George put on a fuzzy hat, but this weird green guy shows up to lurk around the living room. Creepy, huh? Oh, and get this...he sings, too, about some mean guy and an eel or something. The mommies seem to like it, though; it makes them laugh. I guess Rosie Days is about laughing, too.
There is one bit of bad news, though. For some unexplained reason, they brought THIS back!
I'm trying not to be insulted, but I am a little confused. I came back from visiting the Other Dog's people, and here she was. It just goes to show, home protection is important! I should have asked my friend Bonnie to keep an eye on the place while I was gone.
The mommies say that this "Smoky" is only here for a week or so, while her person is traveling. But I don't trust that cat...look at her! Plus, she keeps growing. I'm afraid I'll wake up one morning and she'll be bigger than me. So I am trying to teach her some manners, like not poking her face in my bowl while I'm eating ("growf!!") and not crawling on my face when I'm napping ("grwalf!"). The mommies are helping, too, by trying to teach her that it's my inside tree, not hers...but they're not as good cat trainers as I am.
When I tried...uh oh. I gotta go. The mommies are calling me; it's sock-sniffing time! Hooray!
Happy Rosie Days, everybody!!