Twins on Tuesday

It was super duper hot here in the Mitten State this weekend. So we spended the whole time on the big bed, laying under the cold air blowing thingy.  Sometimes, it even got chilly enough that we had to cuddle up to keep warm. In this picture, The Mom had just woke me up with the flashy box.  That's why she's getting the stink eye.  Really, The Mom.  Can't a Furry Kid just take a nap? Sheesh.

Formerly Feral Friday

No froot bats today.  We're pretty sad about our furriend, Parker. She was helped to The Bridge yesterday.  She was one of our very first CB furriends and we learned so much from her - like the Back of Disrespect, the Paw of Death, and how to keep a Clean Machine. We're going to miss her very much.  Her Mom and Dad and fursibs are having a rough time.  Please head over there and show them some love.  You can find them HERE.

Tazo Tuesday

This was taken last night.  AFTER our mani/pedis. Normally, at night, I snooze on Daddy while he watches TV.  But I was hissed off about losing my clawrs, so I decided to hang out on top of the dishwasher.

Mancat Monday

Can you find me? heh heh

Right after this picture was taken, some delicious dawg ankles didn't see me and laid right down almost ON me. I coulda been squooshed! Luckily for him (but not for me), the sheet protected him from my fierce clawrs. heh heh

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to hide under the sheets and wait for unsuspecting victims. And also? Vertical stripes are very slimming.

Froot Bat Friday

A small piece of chicken.  A teeny, tiny, microscopic piece of chicken. :sigh:  Plus, she said it. "Gimme some froooooooot baaaaaaat."  I really hate that.

Happy Weekend, everybody!

Wordless Wednesday

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to hang out with your Dad and watch golf on TV. Or give him angry ears and the stink eye. Either way. heh heh