The Revolution Is On Hold

I just moved into a new neighborhood and I have to put my revolution on hiatus. When I got into my new house, I found this border collie next door. He started barking at me like I was some sort of punk dog who would just cave into his demands. I let him know that I'm top dog, but he doesn't believe me. I have to teach him a lesson. Here's a picture of that punk.


Send his family your regards.
But more important than this punk border collie is the fact that my neighborhood is chock full of cats. That's right, there are felines everywhere. I've managed to land myself in the nerve center of the feline army. While some of you may think that I would be scared by this, I'm actually happy. I will finally have a chance to strike at the heart of the beast and take care of the felines once and for all. I'm already gaining valuable intelligence about their activities. Here's a picture of me doing research on how I plan to take down all the felines.

Wish me luck (not that I'll need it). Once I'm done with the felines, I'll be back to putting Hu-Man heads on poles.

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

Moving

We are moving again. This means that Mommy is going through my toy box to see if she can throw anything away. The answer to that is "NO", none of my toys can be thrown away. While searching through my stuff, Mommy did manage to find the money stash I put at the bottom of my toy box and took all of it from me!
Lame. I worked hard to put those dimes and quarters away for my retirement years and she just takes them from me. That's just unacceptable, and I will not take this atrocity sitting down (not even on command). Just wait until later when I take her face away for stealing from me.

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!