Last night, Mom decided to try something different. She thought she could coax the froot bats out. Notice how bored I look.
Unenthused froot bats.
These are treatless froot bats. You get what you pay for, if you catch my drift.
In other news, Mom is sort of bummed because I have decided that the tile guy is my new BFF. He drops food for me, what can I say?
Happy Weekend, everybuddy!