Where'd he go?

It's been 3 days without my Dad........I hope he's coming back soon.

The food's ok, my box is clean, but......

Mom just doesn't get it. The rubs are not the same. She doesn't do it like he does, and she doesn't have a built in cat scratcher on her chin. She really should grow one, come to think of it.

And the bed's not warm. How am I supposed to snuggle in without my warm crevice beside Dad? There's just this empty expanse of neatly folded blankets. Doesn't she realize that a messy bed is a comfy bed?

And I miss my UFC and Sports. All this foofy tv is making me soft. Maybe she thinks it will make me loving and sweet......yeah right!!!

Oh yeah.....the sunroom door's still closed too.

Dad......you can come home anytime. Pleeeeeeaaaasse............