Mischief Kitty

Monika picked me up and brought me to Bob so he could rub my belly. When he was done rubbing it he grabbed my paw and kissed it, then asked me what I thought of that. I was tired of being held so I answered by scratching him. Bet he doesn't do that again any time soon. Later a raccoon came onto our porch and started eating the outside kitty food so Monika chased him away. He came back a couple of minutes later, so she got a broom and chased him off again. Bet he doesn't come around again for a while either. *mischievous grin*