I (Heart) You, So Long As It Comes With Treats

So mom got some fancy letters in the mail today and the postman stomped up the front steps and left a couple of boxes by the front door. Mom's happy and I've made peace with my sister.

Now, I knew something was up because she moved all her piles on the living room table into one big pile and started putting other stuff on the table. Then there was the camera. 

Mija and I know that sound. Mom gave us treats as she usually does when she comes home from work, but there were more treats; more and more treats. She kept tempting me to come closer and closer to her and twice tried to pick me up. Well, really. What's a lady to do? I went behind the recliner and peered out at her. 

Then, she sat down to read a magazine and the smell of treats just got to me. Up I hopped on the table and out came the camera. I was going to run ... but treats! 

Oh well. 

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone. May your humans give you lots of treats, even if it means having your photo taken. 

See you next week.

Pilchard

(From Pilchard's mom, I truly admire Julie's mom and Crepes' mom. How you can get those beautiful photos of your felines without resorting to a dozen cat treats is beyond me.)