Mandy Squillion here again reporting. Fat Eric is sulking in his cat bed and refusing to blog. Do you want to know why?
1. His humans went back to see the cute kittens again. The fluffy black one wrapped itself round the hand of Eric's mum and wanted her to play. Eric's dad didn't think the fluffy black one was that cute, but then he saw its sibling, the stripy silver tabby with the big blue eyes, and he went all gooey. They came home smelling of kitten and rabbiting on about how cute the kittens were. Eric was not happy about that.
2. His humans went out again and bought a new mowing monster for the back lawn. It makes a scary noise. Eric was not happy about that either.
3. Eric has been trying hard to be cute this weekend but he totally blew it yesterday by having some more "litterbox/dingleberry issues" and then deciding to jump on his humans in bed. It wasn't pretty, but let's just say it resulted in his mum having to wash the bedclothes, clean the carpet, wash the rear end of a struggling Eric and cut off a lot more floofy hair. Eric was so traumatised by all this that he hid for several hours afterwards.
4. Tonight he got pinned down again in a karate hold while all his front claws were clipped, and his struggles were in vain. He did get treats afterwards, but he still doesn't look very happy to me...
I have to go and cheer Eric up now and tell him to stop moaning. He should be like us Squillions, we are always smiling!