Hi Folks,
It’s me, Mochy. I haven’t written in a while because, believe it or not, it’s been too darn hot.
Too hot for me, the heat seeking missile? Me, the duvet diving diva? Yep. Too hot. I just lay around on my back with my legs in the air looking like a polar bear.
Well, luckily it’s cooled off a bit, so now I’m snuggling with my bros. That wonky looking one on the left is RayPod. If he didn’t have curly furs he’d look as weird and wrinkly as moi. Not that he doesn’t look weird. In fact, as someone pointed out, he looks like a big gray pipe cleaner.
The other one, whose head is out of the picture, is Mouse (that’s Truman to you). Truman is very very handsome. And a real gentleman. He has four teeth, allergies, and patches where he’s licked his fur. He’s a bit of a mess. I love him.
Coco is in the other room, talking to herself very loudly. She is a Burmese which explains everything.
Gotta go.
Love, M