Momma Needs to be a Cat

Why do I say that? Cuz sometimes Momma has trubble sleepin, and lately she's had -- lessee, what does she call it -- kronick insommneeya! It sounds awful, doesn't it? She's prone to it, unforchunately. It comes and goes. But it's been purretty rough the last few weeks.

We kitties don't efur have trubble sleepin, so that's why I say Mom oughta be a cat. See how relacksed I look?



Here's Brainball, our big Alpha Cat, sayin, "Get some sleep, Mom, or I'll make you drop and give me twenty!"



Here's Dorydoo, givin Momma her owl look. She doesn't get how annybody kould have trubble SLEEPIN. We kitties are ecksperts at that kind of thing. Sleepin should be EAZY!



Marilyn agrees. She's sittin on Momma's pooter, her latest and greatest favrit spot. And see, Marilyn's havin trubble keepin her eyes open!



Anyway, that's anothur part of why us Ballicai haven't been bloggin as much -- Momma's been too dang sleepy! But here's some good newsies -- last night, she slept good fur the first time in sefural weeks. Hopefully she'll sleep good tonight like she did last night, and her insommneeya will go away fur a while.