Tired (Grey) Tuxedo Tuesday

The Mom just kept snapping pictures. All.weekend.long. Can't a guy get any rest? I'm just trying to enjoy our Christmas Purr Pads. And this is *after* she spilled stinky goodness on my head and then followed me around the house saying, "You got a gooby on your head? You got a gooby on your head?" in a really annoying voice. Grrrr

In other news, I was tagged by my sweetie, Dorydoo, for a meme.
This meme was created by the charming cats at www.petspics.blogspot.com.

The rules are: you have to post who tagged you and link back to them and then to petspics.blogspot.com. Then you have to tag 3 other kitties, beans, woofies, or any other assorted animal.

What three things would you do that you have never done before, if you knew you wouldn't get caught, get in trouble, or suffer any consequences?

Heh heh

1. I would sharpen my claws on The Mom's butt, like my idol, Chairman Mao.

2. I would run out the door, into the backyard, and roll around in the grass. Then I would maybe hunt for birds and squirrels, because I have never gotten to do that before. Ever.

3. I've sort of done this before, but I ended up suffering some consequences, so if I wouldn't have to suffer *any* consequences, I would eat lots of pieces of squeaky toys, plastic bags, dental floss, and milk jug rings. They are just sooooo tasty. But I am not allowed.

Now, I will tag:
George from the Crew, because he has been teaching me lots of stuff about being a mancat
Jimmy Joe because he's super cool
and Diamond Dawg because I don't know that much about him.

Wordless Wednesday

White Feets Wednesday

I guilted That Woman into taking some pictures. But notice that I'm not looking at her. Serves her right. Unfortunately, all the pictures are terrible. You should see them. They're almost painful to look at. Hmmm, I'm sensing a T13 post...

Anyway, to explain the picture - we got a new space heater. And my new favorite place to nap is right in front of it. I also learned a fun new trick - I get so close to it that That Woman shrieks and carries on because she thinks I'm going to burn my whiskies. heh heh That's what she gets for letting the V-E-T stick needles in my booty and shove a homing device under my skin.

Oh, AND this morning, she didn't rinse out the water bowl like she usually does. She only *added* water to it. I sat there glaring at the bowl, but she still didn't rinse it. The rinsing is the most important part. Because I hate drinking after Titus. He gets his drool all in the bowl. And I don't do dawg drool. Who out there has a claw of doom and is willing to use it on That Woman? Or at least teach me your secret? Sammy? Miles?

PS - To the owner of the claw of doom, it appears that you'll have to take care of business yourself. To add insult to injury, last night was mani/pedi night. Can this week get any worse?