Sisters make the best pillows
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
I have been doing a lot of hunting at
super early o'clock night lately. Last night, I was stalking the elusive catnip pancake with syrup. It is very tricky. But I caught it and left it for The Mom on top of her dirty gym clothes. She was very, very grateful that I saved our family from certain (buttery and syrupy) death. Those pancakes can be terrifying. See?
Friday, February 6, 2015
These are my feets. Mama always wants to grab them and stuff because she has a thing for kitty feets. Thankfully, Daddy told her to leave them alone because we were trying to nap on the couch. hee hee
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Daddy took this picture of us last night. The Mom thinks that with the lighting we look like we're napping at a disco. Then she started giggling about a "disco nap." Whatever, lady. We've seen her try to take one - she ended up sleeping right through the event. hee hee
We are thinking that she needs to take a remedial napping course. We will teach it because we are expert nappers.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Today, I'm reporting to you from the top of the Tower of Terror. The tippy top of the Tower is about eleventy squillion feet above the ground. Dad and The Mom can't even reach me up here. Plus, our hot air blower thingys are in the ceiling so I'm much closer to the warms than anyone else. Yes, I'm stealing your warms. #sorrynotsorry
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
No, The Mom. I was not bunnykicking your spleen with my feets last night. I was trying to cuddle. CUDDLE. There's a difference. When I'm bunnykicking your spleen, you'll KNOW.