Hi G-Fans!
Spring is definitely winning the wrestling match with winter. Another nice day. Yay :)
The concierge threatened to take the blog over tonight, but I told her in no uncertain terms that it is my blog to utilize as I see fit. It is my domain. She is just mad that I gave her a taste of her own medicine tonight.
Last night, I kept it to myself, but no longer, the concierge saw no reason that she shouldn't snug up to Bertie on the couch leaving no room for me. None. I came three times and asked politely to get my spot and no one moved (unlike what Tessa would have done, she just crawls all over everyone to get where she wants to go.... no social mores at all!).
Well, I may have found another location to nap, but I did not nap I will tell you. I plotted my revenge. The opportunity came sooner rather than later. The concierge wasn't home yet and our helper concierge had already fed us and we were relaxing waiting for her to come home. The tight spot on the small couch was unoccupied. I snuggled my fuzzy butt into that spot and didn't move even when the concierge arrived home and came through the door. I gave her my most bored look and hugged in tight to the helper concierge. I made the message loud and clear. She was NOT to treat my affections with the finesse of a Household Waste Engineer (Garbage "man").
So, I let her (later on) give me her special between-me-and-her kisses as a gesture of truce.
We will see.
OK G-fans, I gotta run, I need my beauty sleep.
TTFN!
-G
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