She's Still Here....

Mama says yesterday Jazz had a few suckers on the line, but both couples ended up deciding not to take her home. Which means I'm stuck with The Interloper.

Mama says I should be nice because it's my duty to help those who are less fortunate than me, but it's hard to be charitable when she keeps STEALING MY TOYS!

To add insult to injury, everyone thinks we look alike. This morning even my human grandpa (who was petting me at the time) asked, "Which one are you?"

This is me.













This is her.

We don't look a lick alike.

Do we?

Don't answer that.