I could hardly believe it friends, just when I was recovering from the nightmare from before came the nightmare during. Christmas morning I heard the doorbell ring and I knew company had arrived as I'd been prepped for days before.
Dad's parents were coming as they do most years, and I was excited to see them. I remembered how much fun they all had admiring me last Christmas as I played Hot Wheels with Dad.
I heard everyone come inside and I waited the appropriate amount of time in the bedroom, to develop the right buzz over "Would Fin make an appearance," gotta keep em guessing. When I felt the timing was right, I strolled out in plain view and guess what happened?
Nothing! No one even noticed, except Mom.
I assumed they were distracted with breakfast prep, so I went back to the bedroom to make my entrance again. When they were all seated for breakfast I anxiously sat in the hall, waiting to be noticed. Ready to leap into action, and...
Nothing! Mom said "Oh look there's Finny!" and not a single person looked!
I decided to bring out the big guns. Surely no one can resist the kitty under the tree pose. Dad saw the effort and called out "Oh look Finny is under the tree!"
Nothing Again! At this point I was getting peeved and I did what any self-respecting grannycat would do. I whapped at the Christmas tree branches like there was no tomorrow!
Still Nothing! So I did the only thing left in my arsenal.
I used the litter box. Although it was noticed, no one took time to admire me or my efforts. I spent the rest of the visit on the big bed. Who needs this kind of irritation?