Is it still Monday...

Clearly Gonna did not get the memo that Monday has passed. It is not still Monday. Gonna would like to carry on the tradition of Monday, however, by peeing on the GJ's floor. Granted GJ hates the flooring in her house this does not give Gonna (die) the right to piss on the floor. GJ already knows what BJ will say. GJ doesn't care if she is sick. If she isn't sick now she is gonna be in a few hours. Gonna does not understand what this does to the GJ. Gonna has no idea what her dad is going to say...GJ does...

*Note to PETA. GJ is a supporter of you. GJ is not really going to kill Gonna. It's just how GJ is "feeling" right now. The GJ hubby is a different story.

If you liked it, then you shoulda put Gonna on it. Oh oh oh.

Gonna is the most ridiculous cat to come along since those cats of old wives tales who suck the breath out of sleeping babies. Not that Gonna wouldn't suck the breath out of sleeping babies if there were sugar involved.

It has recently come to GJ's attention that Gonna has a motherfecking sweet tooth. The Joos shit you not. This came to light yesterday morning when, after having looted the candy stashed by A in her room, Gonna walked, nay, sauntered into the kitchen with the stick of a lollipop hanging out of her ridiculous ass mouth. And so, the Joos hereby declare that thus begins a quest to photograph Gonna with an assortment of bonbons in her pretty mouth.

IT IS SO ORDERED.

Long Day at the Office

What a day. Phewwwww...I'm just exhausted. What a long day at the office. It took me all day to shred the leather couch. And on top of that I just had to fit in the shredding of the pristine, white, Pottery Barn chair. God I was busy. Now I think I will spend a little time resting. If I happen to be giving the fish a frickin' heart attack...well that's okay. I think my mom (GJ) is looking for me...