Ware's the man?

I haven't seen the man hoo livs with us in a wile. And his bloo masheen has bin gone, too, wich I miss becuz I like hanging owt under it. It is very close to the grownd, wich is good if yoo need to hide frum dawgs or vishus deer. But then, I haven't been hanging outside much lately. Mostly, the lady makes me stay in the howse. I like doing that more and more. With the man away, the lady lets all us cats sleep in the peeple bed with her. Last nite, I desided to try it. She put down a nitted afgan for me wich she remembers I liked frum a long time ago. Thare's sumthing abowt it that makes me wanna make muffins and drool. Shoor enuf, the minit she put me down on it, the drool kikt in and my paws started kneeding it back and forth. It was reely nice and it made me happy. Mao sleeped between the lady's legs on top of the cuvvers, and Skeez burrowed under the cuvvers and cuddled into the lady. He needs to sleep under the cuvvers becuz he doesn't have pajamas like Kismet has, and it gits cold at nite.

I like this new sleeping arranjemint. If it's becuz the man's away, then I hope he stays away forever. Well, no, maybe not. He always, like, has conversayshuns with me and is intristed in whut I have to say. He's a good frend. But he's not wild abowt cats on the bed at nite.