Wednesday, March 25, 2015

You're Gonna Have to Wait Wednesday


I understand that you'd like to change the sheets.  But right now, I'm using them.  I'll let you know when I'm done.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Thinking on Thursday

This is me and Daddy.  We are watching TV and he is patting my 'tocks.  He is the only one who is allowed - Mama just doesn't do it right. Don't get me wrong - she tries hard, but it's just not the same. hee hee  Anyway, if it looks like I might just slide off the couch onto my head, you would be right. I got so into the cuddling that I sort of slid off onto the floor. But don't worry! I'm ok - the poofy blanky on the floor helped cushion my fall.  Plus, then Daddy and Mama were super worried about me so I got a ton of attention. It all worked out.   


The Mom wants to thank everyone for the birthday wishes.  She's about a squillion years old now.  As long as she's not too old to open up cans of stinky goodness, everything will be ok.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Washing the Dishes Wednesday


We like to help with the dishes.  By napping on top of the dishwasher and stealing the warms. It's very comfy.  We even have The Mom trained to clear us a space on the counter when she starts the dishwasher.  We're working on getting her to put a bed up there for us.  Wouldn't that be cozy? heh heh

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

WOOOHOOOO Wednesday!

Check.out.this.box.  It's a perfect fit!


Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Not That Wordless Wednesday

EARL GREY

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?

Terrifying


Friday, February 6, 2015

Feets on Friday


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