who the hell invited this clown to move in?

so, first, please forgive me for being so rude. i'm not really a fan of swearing. but some days that's the only way you can make your point. i have something i need to get off my furry white chest. see, i made the fatal mistake of wishing for a little somethin' somethin' for christmas. i said, when i started this blog, that this was tops on my wish list. little did i know my wish would turn into my worst nightmare. guess where santa dumped a pleo this year?

did we really need to bring pleo home? all i hear now is "oh, pleo, how cute are you?"... "pleo, walk to me"... "charlie, look at how sweet pleo is"... "charlie, come play with pleo"... it's a never ending sugar fest with the little baby dinosaur.

you might think i'm jealous. i'm not. i'm a living, breathing, shedding, pooping, eating... kitten. for the love of god, pleo is rubber and a bunch of wires and stuff. what does he have that i don't? well, i have a few words for you, pleo...

one day, she will leave. and on that day... i will kick your little green ass. game on, dino!