Nennee's a brat?

Recently Nennee went from her foster home with Joyce M to being fostered by Smithy. It's only been two days so far, but funny commentary is already going on as Smithy realizes what she's really in for. I just had to share these comments which were exchanged via email through out today...

Smithy: {Joyce M}, you are dead meat! This friggin' Nennee!!!! ... She climbed up my leg in the kitchen at least a dozen times tonight while I was making lunches and cutting up steak to feed to HER {it was rumored she's a very picky eater}!! She ate like she had never eaten in her life. When she was done eating, back up my leg while I was doing dishes. I finally left her hanging on my hip and she stayed there. Later, I caught her drinking my iced tea. Oh, Nennee likes sweet tea. She purrs soooo loud at night and we feel bad she's all by herself, so we let her sleep with us. I need silence to fall asleep, need ear plugs. She's a Pistol!

Oh and, Joyce, I don't know what you are talking about Nennee being a finicky eater, she'll eat anything ... oooooo I forgot: you don't cook! She likes people food! Popcorn, chips, steak, spaghettios, chicken noodle soup, chicken nuggets, pizza ... whatever you might try to put in your mouth, she'll eat!!!!

He, he, he, God she's lucky she's cute. I need a baby sling so I can just carry her around with me.


Joyce: Oh I forgot to tell you to cage her when you are eating. She loves your cooking. She called today and told me never to come get her. Tweet This