Got a bone to pick

So my "momma" thinks she is just the bee's knees with her blog. Well, since I RUN this house, I have decided that it is high time I have a blog. Because I am sooo much more interesting than her. Face it, I'm a dog. I get to be lazy all day if I want. I have no responsibility. My best friend is cat (though there is this this really cute dog next door...).
So Momma wouldn't let me in last night just because  I was a little dirty. I mean, come on. She has two kids... Surely she is used to a little dirt by now, right? So instead of getting to come in, I had to brave the cold last night. Thankfully, Toyota kept me warm...
Momma also has a bunch of other cats. Geez. You would not BELIEVE how annoying they can be. She has this one that meows like ALL THE TIME. I like to chase them but Momma catches me sometimes and gets onto me. Oh, and there is this one named Thomas. Ugh. What a sissy. He has to stay inside all the time just because he's declawed. What a sissy boy. And I'm soo much better than him but do I get to stay in all the time? Nooooo.
Momma and Daddy are talking about some big change that is fixing to happen. Something about another baby. (Like they REALLY need another one - I'm just saying) Anyway, I'll blog more later. Got to go chase the cats while Momma is at work. Heheheheheheh!