Okay friends, Brian was calling me antsy and I was going to whap him a good one, but then I thought about it for a minute. Now I’m not saying Brian is correct, I sure wouldn’t want to do that, but purrhaps he is on to a little something without even know it.
I am a little bit antsy. Do you know what that really means? It means that it is ant season and some of those little bitty ants have found their way into the house. I’m the antsy one, I can hear them coming into a room before they even know they are doing it. Those little boogers are noisy and they make that marching/stomping sound with their little feet. They sound like a bunch of Clydesdales marching down the road to me. I can smell them too, and they have such a distinct odor, sort of like dirty metal or something. They usually send a scout out to make sure all is safe, but I always hear him, no matter how quiet he tries to be. I will go running across the room to greet him, then I eat him. Nothing better than a nice meet n’greet n’eat! Actually, we’ve only seen a few ants here and there, but rest assured, I’m on guard, and yes Brian, I am a wee bit antsy, but someone has to do it.
What about you? Can you see those teeny little bugs way before your peeps do?
Have a fun Saturday everyone and get plenty of Easy in tomorrow. Remember, adopt cats, we deserve it!!!!! More Forever Homes More Often! Purrrrr! Zip! Later!