We're still furriends!
We can't stay mad at each other for long and we can't stay mad at Mom or Dad for long either.
Smeagol: Mom said she was sorry for sayin' that mean thing 'bout my nose. I showed her all of your nice comments and she feels bad. Can you see me in the picture? I 'pologize for always bein' so hard to see, but I likes to blend in wif my surroundings. Then I can surprise attack whenever I want!
In other news, I am on a diet like a bunch of you other poor kitties, and I'm STARVING. I try to tell Mom this by sittin' on the special rug that I usually sit on when I want water from my bottle, but then she just tries to give me water. I show her that's not what I want by turnin' my face away, but she still won't give me more food. To make things worse, Strider needs to either stay the weight he is or gain a little, so Mom am always makin' sure that I don't chase him away from his food before he finishes.
Strider: That's why I'm skinny (besides my exercisin') you always eat my food! We also want to tell you that we am 'cited to be on the ICC (International Catolympic Committee) with Beau and his mom and Timmy and his mom. If you have any questions, let us know, and we'll get you the information you need.