Whew! I’m beat.
Mom and Dad took me on my first plane ride last week. What a blast. The roar of the engines, the people in the airport, the food, and all that walking sure can make a baby cranky, but not me. I slept through most of it. Mom and Dad made me suck on a pacifier until we landed. Something about air pressure. I thought the air was fine.
So the world itself is interesting. I’m liking being alive. Mom and Dad are pretty cool guardians. Mom sings to me, and Dad dances. He looks silly. Mom, Dad, and I play the Wii a lot. They read to me. Mom walks me around the house and shows me the shrine Dad is building to me. He has a lot of pictures, frames, and nails. I’m pretty sure he’s legally insane, but Mom seems to like him.
The Red Jingly Space Ship (from Mom and Dad)
The buttons are big and easily movable, these colors are nice, and the seat has decent-sized butt and belly room. It also bounces, so LuLu will be distracted while Mom pours another glass of wine and pets me incessantly.
However, this is not a real space ship like I thought it was, so it won’t shoot me away from the other cats I am forced to cohabitate with. False advertising does not please me.
The Boppy (from Bethany Gaspar)
This is an absolutely fantastic piece of equipment. There is nothing wrong with this at all. This keeps me away from all the other cats, I can safely hide and nap in here, it is very comfortable, and it keeps me kind of high up. LuLu will love this—if she can get me out of it.