

...you bet I am! At this very moment, Mom is typing away, I'm on her left with my tail getting in the way of her fingers on the keyboard, Kirby is sitting on her right, watching, trying to figure out what mischief to get into next! Oh, now he's batting my tail, now he's walking on the keyboard, now he's up on the shelf overhead, now he's grabbed ahold of Mom's rubber stamp, down on the keyboard again, and I'm out of here!
I'm trying to remember if I was this much of a nuisance when I was a youngster. Mom can't tell me, I wasn't with her then, so I can only imagine that I was. But God, been there done that. I'm far more sophisticated now, these trifles don't amuse me like they do Kirby. Like the eraser he just knocked down off the shelf, onto the desk, onto the floor, and who knows when it'll be seen again! Yesterday he knocked the clock off the shelf, the battery went flying out, and hours later the cover to the battery case was found on the floor in the kitchen!
Such is the madness of kittendom! I am enjoying Kirby, though. He's a delight, no doubt about it!
More later. Ciao for now. Purrs and meows, Beeg