Froot Bat Friday

The Mom took today off and stayed home with us. Which is why my post is so late. What the paw, The Mom?  In addition to her slacking off in the posting department, she also slacked off in the treats department. I gotted so tired waiting for a snack that I had to take a nap. She has no idea how close she is to getting traded in.

Have a great weekend, everybody!

Wordless Wednesday

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to help your The Mom clean the sink after she dumps the pasta water down the drain. It is also very manly to give her a dirty look when she interrupts your clean up.

The Mom would also like to thank everyone for the birthday wishes.  She says that she's really blessed to have awesome CB furriends like you guys.

Froot Bat Friday

Dad gave me a plastic bottle to chew last night.  I like to chew the tops off.

Froot Bat action shot:

This is right after I got done chewing the cap off.  I thought I might be getting a treat. I was wrong.

The Mom is all willy nilly with the treats again.  Sometimes she's right on and hooks me up. But most of the time? Yeah, we think about trading her in for a treat-giving The Mom.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Wordless Wednesday

Mancat Monday

The Mom ran the dishwasher for me last night.  There's nothing as good as a nap on the counter while it's going.  It really warms the furs. The Mom says she wishes that there was room up there for her.  I say me and Tazo are it.  No The Moms allowed.

Froot Bat Friday

This is a picture that Dad sent to The Mom while she abandoned me to go party in Sin City with her furriends was out of town.  Please note the very sad Froot Bats.  Dad took great care of me and all, but he's just not The Mom.  I missed her so much that I kept him up at night because I was pacing around the house looking for her. I made sure to act real sad so that he would tell her and then she would feel real bad.  It totally worked. When she got home, I ran to the door and wagged my tail and gave her a hug. And guess what?  The last three days have been chock full of ear scritches and hugs and TREATS. That's right! LOTS OF TREATS.  I totally think she needs to go away for the weekend again.  The guilt makes the treats flow. It.is.awesome.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!