Paris

Ladies and gentlemen, Je vais a Paris!

Finally, this lifelong goal is coming true! Chloe was offered a temporary job in Paris as an executive assistant. Her boss is getting married in the City of Lights and needs more help than Lindsay Lohan. Chloe will be the one to get last minute items for the wedding day as well as leading up to the wedding. She is basically the wedding planner's assistant but with more work and more coffee runs. Chloe has been paying way more attention to me and I just think it's because she's so exciting to be experiencing Paris together. I'm not so excited that I'm going to be there with her, but public transportation is easy so I anticipate leaving her in my dust most days. Ah, croissants, crepes, macaroons! This is going to be the best trip ever! I doubt I'll come back unless Chloe promises another trip soon.

If dogs are a man's best friend, cats are a woman's best friend. J'adore my Chloe! She is the best for taking me with her.

Wait... I am going with her, right? 

Down to eight

People always say that cats have nine lives but I am here to tell you that it really is true. I am now officially down to eight lives and at this rate, I don't see a long life in my future. First, let me update you on my life. Chloe has been an utter mess due to a break up with whatever-his-name-is and I am left to deal with it. She forgets to feed me constantly, which is somewhat okay because I am staying thin and beautiful, but it's also irritating when I'm staved. Anyway, she is always in a terrible mood and just making questionable decisions overall.

Chloe has been exploring haute couture lately in the absence of a love interest and went way too far last Monday. She wore this awful purple faux fur sweater/jacket/cardigan thing. I DIED. Ugh to think I wasted one of my precious lives on Chloe's disgusting fashion choices...