Monday, March 12, 2007

I Am NOT Spunky

I don't care what the Mom says. "Spunky" is not a word that should be used to describe me. I am not spunky. Grumpy? Yes. Snarky? Of course. Spunky? No friggin' way.

Just because I am spending time in all the other rooms besides the bedroom does not change my personality. Is it my fault that the new house is so big that I don't have to worry about crossing the paths of any of the Brats? That I can finally reclaim my spot on the couch again? That I'm demanding access to the bathroom so I can drink out of the sink again?

This does not make me spunky. It just means I'm back to my old self.

Spunky? Bah.


Grr, Midnight & Cocoa said...

we looked up spunky in the dictionary and came up with this:
"spirited, plucky, showing courage, willing to face danger"
yeah, right. we think "snarky" is a way better word.

Anonymous said...

"Wow"a house is so big that you don't have to worry about crossing the paths of any of the Brats.Now that's the life :)

Karen Jo said...

I'm glad that you are getting out and about more, Ayla. The big house is doing you a world of good.

Bonnie Underfoot said...

Why is it that the beans are so fascinated wif our behavior getting back to "normal"? If they didn't want our behavior to change, they shouldn't haf brought ofur cats in. Like the bad shoes = bad feet equation, it's cathematics well ofur a bean's head.