I've found the C(un)IA's secret Headquarters. Not so secret anymore. I didn't get a picture (that cat suit didn't have a pocket for the camera!) but they are meeting in the storm sewers. I saw one enter right near the end of our street. So .... Bowie. We know where you're hiding out! You have no secrets from us!
I haven't really felt like doing anything since I've gotten back from my mission. I don't even feeling like playing with my toys.
Nah...I don't even feel like playing with my real dinosaur bones. (sigh...)
I just feel like rolling around in the sheets...
Or maybe napping in the sunshine. The wonderful, warm sunshine.
Yeah... that feels nice. Just for a little cat nap.... it feels so nice and warm, like I like it.
OK... this is Dave. I'm taking over the posting... I'm really worried about my little brother. A "cat nap"?!!? "Warm"? I think he caught something on his mission. Something BAD. He just hasn't been the same pup! I think it's something ... something called .... Cat Scratch Fever! (Paws up to Ted Nugent for warning us all about that one!)
Anywoo.... I'm going to run some tests on Zim to make sure he's OK. And yes, after seeing Stormy's picture with the fish yesterday, I think I better do her, too. And Amber. We're all going to get tested. I'm going to go fire up my new Cat Scan 5000. I'll have the Lab results for everypuppy on Monday. (Please refrain from making Lab jokes -- you know who I'm talking to!)
Think canine thoughts for us.