Mr. M is NOT a baby

 ''Why are you covering me with a baby blanket?''

''I'm not a baby. I'm a warrior.''

''Warriors don't need blank... oh wait...''

''This is soft.''

''It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy...''

''and sleepy...''

ZZzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Last year's Christmas (and we are still alive)

Me: ''Hey, what's that?''

''Oh, nothing. Just a little gift from Santa.''

Me: ''You would never try to get rid of us, right?''

''NEVER.''

Me: ''Well, if you say so... I guess I should trust you.''

''Yes yes... Trust me...''

Let it snow (part II)

''I'm ready to confront my fear of snow, Owner.''

Me: ''Really?''

''Yes. It will be cold... ''

''Awfully cold...''

''But I will be strong. I'm a warrior. Open the door...''

Me: ''Ok, on the count of three. 1, 2, 3...''

''GO!!!!!!''

''Oh...''

Me: ''Are you ok? It's cold... I will close the door now.''

''Wait. Aren't you coming with me?''

Let it snow...

''No.''

''Is it what I think it is?''

''You said the snow would melt overnight, Owner.''

''I'm getting tired of your lies.''

While Owner was away...

...I used Owner's laptop to register on an online dating site.

''Hello ladies. I'm Mister Minoune. I can be serious...''

''..and I can be sexy. Grrrrr...''

''I love to relax in front of an imaginary fireplace.''

''I love to daydream and recite poetry...''

''...and I also like to kill mice.''

A Christmas wish

Me: ''What are you doing?''

''I'm trying to get a tan before we leave for Dominican Republic.''

Me: ''What? What are you talking about? We're not going to Dominican Republic.''

''But that's what I asked for in my letter to Santa Claus...''

Me: ''I'm sorry kitty, but Santa doesn't give trips to Dominican Republic. He only brings toys and treats.''

''Bad Santa.''

You're fired

Me: ''What are you doing on MY chair?'

''You are no longer my secretary, Owner. I'm going to write the blog myself from now on.''

Me: ''Haha! Good luck with that! Well, I have other things to do. See you later!''

...

10 minutes later...