My mom’s brother …. I guess that would be my uncle … came to visit for Christmas. He has a dog who’s name is Princess Babaloo. Princess likes to play with kitties, or so I’m told. I didn’t really understand the game. I went outside to meet Princess and she’s HUGE (a pitbull mix, maybe with some boxer in there). Princess started running towards me and I ran away. Princess thought it was a game of chase and started running after me. I made it back inside safely, but mom said I made Princess sad because I wouldn’t play with her. What kind of game is that, anyway? I stayed safely away from her and am now not too sure about that whole going outside thing. There are dogs out there! Scary.
Anyway, here’s a video of me with a new Christmas feather my Uncle bought for me. I like him. He patted me, and held me, and loved me, and bought me feathers!