Mi cama es tu cama, Scooter

Flossie here.

I am learning Spanish while I sit waiting patiently in the hall.

I can’t get into my bed; it’s in use.

So I have to wait.

Scooter is trampling my fleecy blanket. He’s purring loudly, and Rachel thinks he might even be drooling.

I’m not getting into bed until he’s gone away, taking those sharp claws with him.

I like Scooter a lot, but he really is a bit bonkers.

I mean, loco.


7 thoughts on “Mi cama es tu cama, Scooter

  1. I expect if Estorbo was not on bacation he would have something to say.Cheer up, Senorita Flossie…at least you are not dressed like a dog I saw this morning.(Ask Rachel to click my Flickr link.)

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