things 'round here

I was unable to bring any of you up to date yesterday on the happenings at the Sanford & Son house for a number of reasons:

1 – It’s become uncharacteristically quiet and inactive over there which I find pleasant, yet a little discerning.

2 – Lenny & Squiggy have found a stash of ganja from the pile of rubble which was once the white trash’s makeshift garage and they’ve since morphed into Cheech & Chong. Who knows when I’ll see them again.

3 – Rufus is taking his tasks in this mission very seriously, and I believe he may have found his true calling. I also find some great irony in the fact that my two fellow feline have let me down, while a mentally challenged squirrel has risen to the occasion. Anyhow, seeing as that our white trash neighbors are night owls, Rufus has taken to sleeping during the day and doing his spying at night. I gave him sufficient funds to purchase the supplies he needs: night-vision goggles, fleece blanket & gloves for warmth and a thermos. Mom generously offered to supply the coffee but told Rufus he’d have to get his own thermos. I do realize that the schedule change Rufus has made for the sake of our mission is quite a sacrifice, as the cold weather sets in he should be spending the days foraging for his winter meals. As I do not want the little critter to starve this season, mom has agreed to set aside a stash of seeds and nuts for him all winter long.

4 – Parker has been monopolizing the computer to find out more information about this whole electric fence thing and is trying to come up with ways for Lily, the slut next door, to get around it without being shocked so that he can still see her walk by our house. I don’t want to break the poor mutt’s hopes and spirits, but unless Lily has a high threshold for pain fueled by deeper drive to break free or has masochist tendencies, I doubt he’ll be seeing her at all once that fence gets installed.

OK, going to catch up on some Z’s. Mom had a really rough night last night… when she doesn’t sleep, I don’t either….