Froot Bat Friday

The Mom is giggling and giggling about how tiny my feets look.  I got steak tips over noodles.  Well, a bite of steak tips over noodles.  It was pretty delicious.

Sorry for the extreme lateness of the froot bats.  Our innerwebs have been sort of jacked up this week.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  When your The Mom wakes you up by SQUEEing about how cute you look when you're sleeping, you should give her the stink eye.

Froot Bat Friday

I am not sure why she thinks this picture is so funny.  She says it's because I look like I am only a little bit bigger than the mini ravioli.  

Here I am, waiting for my delicious, ravioli treat.  I got two mini raviolis.  And they were pretty delicious.

Happy weekend, everybuddy!

Tazo Tuesday

This is me, snoozing on Daddy's arm.  Every night, when he lays on the couch, I jump up next to him and wait for belleh scritches.  When I have had enough scritchies, I bunnykick his arm and give him the bitey for a couple of minutes.  And then I go to sleep. hee hee

Mancat Monday

So we haven't been blogging much lately.  The Mom has been super busy and super stressed out and all that bizness.  She tooked a bacation day on Friday and stayed home with us.  And all we did all day was nap and watch TV and drink coffee (well, she did - it didn't have cream in it so I was out on that one.  I only like the coffee with cream in it*).  Anyway, I thought I'd be nice to her since she's been so worked up lately.  So I let her give me belleh scritches and I didn't even bunnykick her once.  That made her worry that I wasn't feeling well, so I had to give her the bitey and then she felt lots better about the whole thing.    

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to let your The Mom give you belleh scritches when her cheese is just about to slip off her cracker.  Mmmmmmm cheese.  It's very soothing to them.  Oh, the sacrifices we mancats make for our The Moms.

*One time, a few months after we came to live with Dad and The Mom, The Mom had a cup of her favorite dunking doughnuts coffee WITH CREAM sitting on the counter unattended.  I was also sitting on the counter, looking out the window and watching the birdies outside.  The Mom was going on about her bizness and passed through the kitchen.  She noticed that I had something on my chin.  She thought it was peanutbutter or something, but she couldn't figure out how I would have gotten into it.  She wiped my chin and it was wet.  She smelled it and it smelled like coffee.  She seems to think that this means that I had been drinking her delicious coffee WITH CREAM, but I don't know why she thinks that's what happened.  Whatever.

Froot Bat Friday

Sorry we haven't been around much lately - The Mom says she's been super duper busy and stressed out.  Whatever.  I think helping us with our bloggie would be a huge stress reliever, but *she* doesn't seem to think so.  Grrrrr

Anyway, this picture is from last night.  I did manage to score some treats.  But, I had to take matters into my own paws.  See, The Mom was eating a sammich last night and some of the sammich guts fell right out onto the floor.  And before The Mom could clean it up, I swooped in and eated the delicious, delicious sammich guts.  It.was.pawsome.

Hope you guys have a great, sammich-guts-filled weekend!

Froot Bat Friday

I think this camera angle makes me look really skinny.  Which means I should get more treats. Am I right? I did score some cereal milk, but it was skim so it's not really helping my REALLYSKINNY figure, now is it, The Mom?  Let's work on putting some treats in this belleh.

Happy Weekend, Everybuddy!

Mancat Monday

This is me telling The Mom to hurry up and get ready for work and leave so that I can take a nap.  Sheesh.

Froot Bat Friday

This is one of The Mom's favorite pictures of me.  And you all know what it means if she's posting old pictures - no photoshoot.  And NO TREATS.  What the paw?!?!?!