Another cold day in Virginia.
I don’t like to share my mom, my food, or my toys. Every time one of those beastly cats gets any where near my stuff I have to chase them off. My mom keeps telling me to be nice to them but I don’t pay her any attention. With that in mind, do you know what she did? When we went outside the other day, it was still cold but Toby had been bugging her for days to go out so she decided – oh I can’t even bear to say it
I can’t believe mom put MY sweater on a CAT!
– but I will anyway – she put MY sweater on Toby! A cat! She put my beloved sweater given to me by my Granmama on that big orange body! I just know he stretched it out. And he didn’t even like it.
Just look how big he is! Look how LadyBird-sized my sweater is!
He hardly walked around like he usually does – he even begged mom to take it off!
Toby is asking mom to take off my sweater.
I kept an eye on him because who knows what he will do? That crazy cat might decide to rub up against a nail and get a snag in it. Or he might claw it up!
You better not mess my sweater up!
I really need to talk to mom about what is mine is mine and not the cats!
The sweater looks so much better on me, doesn’t it? (BTW, this photo was taken on an earlier outing)
Well, I guess it’s okay if he wears it this ONE time.
I don’t care if they were here first.
Mom needs to remember, I am LadyBird and I am in charge!
Oh, and one more thing, here’s a nice selfie since I am not really in any of the above pictures!
What a beautiful face!
Toby In Charge 