This is not good.
Jezzie is sitting on Mom's chest and Mom is swearing at her because Jezzie won't move. And while Mom is thrashing around, Jezzie keeps typing with one paw, so it looks....stupid. Jezzie doesn't care about spelling. She's a bad seed. She says I'm stupid, but at least I know what a shift key is. Jezzie's just too impatient.
It's hard to sleep. Mom isn't sleeping much, and when she does, she moves around a lot. The other human sometimes wakes up and looks in on her. It's hard to find a good spot to nap in, because she doesn't stay still. When she sleeps during the day, it's better.
The new girl kitty--Mom calls her Zillie---is still really shy and she's been here forever. She hisses at me and I realized she's as big as me! But not as pretty.
Ebony is weird. She just is. She makes funny noises and sometimes she just cocks her head all the way to one side and looks at you weird. She's tricky, too. She can pull her crate door shut and then she curls up in the back and watches Jezzie stand there with the tip of her tail twitching. Jezzie hates that. I think it's kind of funny.
There's chicken in the kitchen. I can smell it. Mom didn't let me get the turkey earlier this week, so this is my big chance. I have to plan and maybe take measurements. Mom thinks I'm playing with her tape measure when she finds it in the kitchen.
It's tough work acting stupid.
I'm kind of scared that with Jezzie it's not an act.