You know the feeling I’m talking about. The feeling that someone is always watching your every move over your shoulder. You can’t quite put your hoof on it but you know they are out there. Watching and waiting. Mommy gets the feeling a lot too – kind of like a dejavu.
Mom was typing away writing, paying the bills – you know the normal stuff in the humans lives. She looked up to see what was on the television. Just in that one moment, she had that feeling like someone was looking over her shoulder. Someone was trying to spy on what she was doing with the computer. It wasn’t me. I was cuddled up on her legs. I looked up though and saw.
I saw the culprit that was stalking mommy and what she was doing. Those purr things. I’m telling you my friends. You just can’t trust them here at the Hotel Thompson. Hemi has mom’s bank account number now. He’s probably on line as you are reading this blog shopping on line and making connections to Pet-Harmony. I just know it!