Thursday, January 29, 2015

Disco Nap

Daddy took this picture of us last night.  The Mom thinks that with the lighting we look like we're napping at a disco. Then she started giggling about a "disco nap."  Whatever, lady.  We've seen her try to take one - she ended up sleeping right through the event. hee hee
We are thinking that she needs to take a remedial napping course.  We will teach it because we are expert nappers.

Monday, January 26, 2015

Mancat Monday

Today, I'm reporting to you from the top of the Tower of Terror.  The tippy top of the Tower is about eleventy squillion feet above the ground.  Dad and The Mom can't even reach me up here.  Plus, our hot air blower thingys are in the ceiling so I'm much closer to the warms than anyone else. Yes, I'm stealing your warms.  #sorrynotsorry

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

What the Paw Wednesday


No, The Mom.  I was not bunnykicking your spleen with my feets last night.  I was trying to cuddle.  CUDDLE.  There's a difference.  When I'm bunnykicking your spleen, you'll KNOW.  

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Thursday, January 8, 2015

The Morning Routine


I get up every morning when The Mom's alarm goes off.  I make sure that she gets her 'tocks out of bed, drinks her coffee, and gets in the shower.  Sometimes I wait for her to get out of the shower and then I jump on her shoulder and chew on her hairs a little bit.  I have to make sure that she's up and at 'em.  It's a tough job.  And then other days, I get sick of waiting around and well, this happens: