Oh dear. Mom and dad went to Petco again today. They went to get a stupid tiny Santa hat that they think I'm going to sit still in for a Christmas card photo (HA! to them!!). They spent more time outside the store petting and talking to all the poor caged cats and dogs trying to find homes than they did inside. They say they wish they could bring all of them home, but I know they don't mean that. Do they?
After that, they had to go pick up my special food at the veterinarian place, and while mom was paying for my food dad found his way into the room behind the glass with the cages and played with a couple of cats housed in there. I sure hope they're not planning to bring one home. Ever.