Uncle Jack's Tally

So far we have:

1 Congressman
1 Opera Singer
1 Missing adventurer

Its been quite a busy ghoul pool this visit with a little over two days to go before he returns home. I’m sorry to report that Michael Vick is apparently doing well still. We all have high hopes for a freak accident there.

We were pleased to find that Grandma human man had left a nice bar of travel soap in the spare bathroom within easy reach. The suck-up gimpy mutatoe got a hold of it first and ate a bit of it, shredding the paper and spreading it all over the living room before the human woman found it and began ranting. He seems no worse for wear, although for a while after he ate some of the soap, every time he’d drink out of the water bowl he’d leave little soap bubbles, so that was a bit disturbing.

We managed a sneak attack on Uncle Jack early in the morning. For some reason the door of the room where we aren’t allowed doesn’t close right, so it just takes the tiniest amount of pressure to pop that bad boy open and we’re stomping all over him before he even knows what is stomping on him. Its great fun to stomp on guests.

Right now we’re in lazy nap mode. The humans woke us up early to go take pictures of the sun or something silly like that. It comes up every day, why get a picture of it. This threw our entire plans to take over the world off, as we’re now too sleepy to do that, so we’ll nap and maybe get around to it tomorrow.

Meeshka
(napping on the vent)