MILES
Wait, what did you call this blog post? CRYBABY? WHO'S A CRYBABY?
ME???? um NO I AM NOT A CRYBABY
yes, that was me standing in the upstairs hall hanging over the balcony looking at you and hollering. I was HOLLERING at you NOT CRYING.
Just because I came running when you said mine name does not mean that I was CRYING and upset about something. It means I was tired of HOLLERING at you.
And I was NOT CRYING or being a tattletail because that little brat Nicky was biting mine head.
The (almost) daily adventures of Sammy, Miles and Nicholas Meezer. One is sweet and calm, one his happy and playful. The other? um......not so much.
Thursday, February 05, 2015
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We know who the real 2- legged crybaby is
Lily & Edward
Oh course you were hollering!
Meezers, as with all cats, are NOT crybabies!
Sheesh!
Purrs Georgia and Julie,
Treasure and JJ
Of course not! You were asking if it was time for you to get some attention! And apparently, it was!
Of course you're not a cry baby Miles. We all know that.
Yep, we get it.
Of course not ! You just wanted more attention, right ? Purrs
Clearly, Miles, you are nothing like a crybaby.
Purrs,
The Chans
Never a dull moment there!
We believe you, Miles! You were most certainly hollering, not crying!
Miles, ya MIGHT want ta see a catsyachrist...
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