Thanks everyone for your advice on my shedding furs. Mom picked up a brush the other day and I don't mind it. I just don't like my belly brushed. That's when I have to attack the brush. The problem is she could only afford a cheapo brush that doesn't really grab the furs so good... it gets them out, but then they fly all over instead of getting stuck in the brush. Eventually she will get a better one. She also started thinking it might have something to do with diet since recently Mattingly and I have been getting less stinky goodness. It's mostly for money reasons, and because Mom and Dad want to switch us to a more wholesome food that costs a more money that what we usually pay (well, than what they usually pay). Next week Mattingly has to go for his rooster shots, so she is going to talk to the vet about it then. Thanks so much for all your help though.
Mostly the week has been quiet... I did have a major accomplishment earlier in the week... I opened the bathroom door from the outside!! Mom was inside the bathroom. I was outside crying and crying because I hate it when a door is shut! Apparently Mom wasn't letting me in because she wants me to learn that just because I want something, doesn't mean I should just cry and be able to get it. Well! I figured out a long time ago that the knob is what opens doors. You may remember when I locked myself in the bathroom while trying to get out. This time I wanted to get in. Mom heard me jumping against the door and wiggling the handle, but she did her best to remain strong. But know what? I wiggled the knob enough!!! Mom heard the door click, looked over, and I pushed it in!!! Then we just stood there looking at each other... and I think Mom even dribbled toothpaste on her chin! I was furry furry proud of myself... and actually so were Mom and Dad.
I had a few other little adventures this week, but that was the biggest. Mattingly has been pretty boring, that's why I've been blogging. We'll both write more this weekend though!