Itt girls?

We were told this morning that one of us (no names mentioned so that we don't get sad about the publicity) looks like a TV character. While it's true that Rozi is having trouble seeing right now (looking more sheepdog-like than we might have been bred for), we don't think so.

And, it's not like it's our fault; we can't call for an appointment at our spa and get ourselves all nice and clean. There are many things the two of us can control: where we sleep (usually); when we sleep (usually); how we sleep (always). And, whether we want to eat our breakfast or dinner when our mama serves it to us, or whether we'd prefer to wait and have a "brunch" or a "late supper" (as an aside, we've learned that when mama says "kitchen is closed", we'd better finish our plates, or we have whatever was for dinner for breakfast the next morning).

But, since we can't use the phone to call and since no one has told us the password to our email account, there's not much that we can do about this.

We hope that our mama takes us to the spa soon!

Arf, Yip, Yip, Yip
Izzi & Rozi