dad is missing (missing nothing, that is)

where's dad? i miss him. it's not the same around here. the bed is so empty at night, and we feel sorry for mom, so we both end up sleeping with her.

so i hear the downstairs neighbors have agreed to feed us while m&d are gone next weekend. i guess that's better than going to new york under the seats again. or going to a kennel and getting kennel cough—that would really blow—unless i caught it by frenching the bung of a cute little kittykat. maybe we should go to the kennel... nico is so asexual. and she's getting fat. the honeymoon is over, i guess.