The Copy-Cat, er...Copy-Dog

Last week, Treater and Napper went back to the old house. My brother, the tall guy who always picks me up, is living there with Eve. Eve is a D.O.G. I didn't like it whenever she came to visit. I had to stay under the bed. I guess it's a good thing that Eve really doesn't know what a Cat smells like or she would have been snuffling under the bed after me.

I don't like it when Treater and Napper come back smelling like Eve. Peeee-yoooooo!

I also wasn't very happy to find out that Eve likes playing "King of the Mountain" on MY stairs! These stairs can be fun, and I liked peeking down from the top.

To make matters worse, now she's learning to make Laser Eyes just like me.

What next, will she start licking her paw and bathing her face?