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

Froot Bat Friday

No treats.  Total treat fake out. BY.MY.DAD.  I have no words.

Have a great weekend, everybuddy!

Tazo Tuesday

Mancat Monday

It's super rainy today. Good day for snoozing. Have fun at work today, The Mom. heh heh

Froot Bat Friday

Doods. It's been a rough week around here.  First, EG wasn't feeling too good in the beginning of the week.  The Mom thinks maybe he had a hairball thing going on, but she hasn't found one. (And doods?  That hairball gel stuff is sooo nommy! Just so you know.) Maybe he didn't hork one up.  Maybe he hid it real good and it'll surprise her one day? hehe  Or maybe I cleaned it up for her.  I mean, it's all possible.  But neither of us are telling.

Then last night, Dad made delicious burgers on the grill.  Dad and The Mom eated their foods.  I may or may not have stealed the bun that The Mom left on her plate. And it was delicious. If, in fact, I had actually stealed it.  Then The Mom let me outside because it was going to storm and she said that I had better do my bizness before the storm came. So I went outside and then I didn't come back by the door. So The Mom went out and found me eating the delicious foil that the burgers were cooked on. I stoled it right off the grill! hehe Doods! It was soooo delicious!  It had all this nommy burgery flavor! Of course, The Mom freaked out and called the v-e-t ER and they said that she had to make me puke. So she tooked me back outside and gave me peroxide and we waited. But I didn't do anything.  And then it started pouring so she said, "Boney? We're going inside.  You just go ahead and do whatever it is that you need to do and it will be ok."  Dad tooked he twins in the bedroom and shutted the door so that I could have some privacy.  But I just laid on my bed.  (Which is new, by the way, and it is the most comfortable bed ever!). After a while, I started licking my lips so The Mom figured things were going to start happening. Normally, she'd take me outside, but it was still pouring so yeah, see that rug in the bottom right corner of this picture?  We don't want to talk about it. hehe

So after I did what I needed to do, and The Mom found enough foil pieces to make her feel better, I went back to bed.  I was pretty hissed off because I really didn't eat *that* much foil, PLUS, I had to give up that hamburger bun that I stealed off The Mom's plate.  AND, I didn't get any more treats, because the v-e-t said that I couldn't have anything for four hours after. So I'm a little mad at The Mom.

Here is a picture of me, being mad at The Mom.  Please note, that the rug is missing. The Mom says it will never be the same again. hehehe

Things are back to normal this morning.  I eated my breakfast and had a big drink of water and then went back to bed. Hopefully, she'll feel sorry for me today and hook me up with lots and lots of treats.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy! Hope it's full of treats!