I'm sure if you've read Kaze's post you've figured out how horrible our week was. I didn't mind that much, I really love that "bad" food so I was glad to have it. Grandma was cool with me since she knows I don't like to be picked up.

Something strange happend when meowmy came home. I just couldn't control my usual instincts and I purred when she touched me. Then (and I am SO ashamed to admit this) I had to sleep on her face inbetween her and Kaze. And again...I purred a lot. I am so ashamed of my new found affection for snuggling and purring that I almost didn't admit it here, but you are all my friends and I figured you could all give me some advice about how to stop this shameful behavior.

I feel so dirty.