Well yesterday my Monnie (grandma person) got me something. Notice how there is no “oh boy, pressies” tone to this post.

I’m sharing my shame so that hopefully you can keep this from happening to you.

Yes, my monnie, who I thought loved me, got me a Snuggie.

It is spring time here, almost summer. It is not cold, nor do I need to keep my paws free as these dogs below me seem to need. You see unlike these dogs I don’t spend a lot of time playing backgammon & I’m not allowed to be in charge of the remote.

If you see a Snuggie heading your way & your not feeling under the weather or terribly cold, take my advice & leave!

Ugh, maybe there’s a hippity (frog) outside somewhere I can lick!