The Daily Baxter

You all know I was at Grandma’s house, but did you know that I learned to weave while I was there?

I did.

Problem is that I didn’t want to disturb any of Grandma’s special yarns, so I just practiced on myself.  I wove in tons and tons and tons (and tons) of mats into my fur.  It was fun, and I’m definitely a gifted weaver.

Amanda and Ryan said this was a bad idea and have spent all their free time destroying my masterpieces with combs and brushes.

They weren’t even swayed by how adorable I look with a cat toy stuck in my beard.  I don’t understand how they could be impervious to this kind of cute, they must have hearts of stone.