Grandma took a bunch of pictures of Ozzie and Sweetie Pie and Mom scanned them for her. I found them, and I’m going to show you some of them. Since these are Mom’s Mom’s furbabies, that makes them my Uncle Ozzie and Aunt Sweetie Pie.
Mom calls Sweetie Pie Mma Ramotswe, though, because they’re both “traditionally built”. Mom says Sweetie Pie comes when she says, “Come here, Mma!” I don’t know whether to believe her or not: my mom is a big
If this doesn’t show you Mma’s true size, here’s one of her trying to get into a cylinder just big enough for a small cat. Ozzie likes to curl up on top of it, where he just barely fits, but she can’t. She can’t fit IN it, either, but she won’t admit that.
And here’s one of her trying to share Ozzie’s cardboard bed in the dining room. Anywhere Ozzie sleeps, she wants to take it over. In fact, Mom says Grandma made Ozzie this cardboard-and-towel bed because Mma took over the cat bed in the living room.
But here’s one place Mma doesn’t try to take over. When Grandma was in the Rehab Hospital, Mom gave her a stuffed puppy. Ozzie loves it! The puppy lives on top of this living room chair, and Ozzie loves to lie on top of him and squish him flat!
Here’s another place he loves to be. But he says he can’t get in trouble for this, because he isn’t on the table! ha ha! I don’t like it when he comes down onto my porch, but I like the way he thinks! ha ha!
And here’s my favorite picture. It makes me laugh every time I look at it. What a long, silly cat!
update: Did you notice yesterday that Mom claimed this post? Grandma noticed, and she made Mom fix it. Ha ha!