Tazo Tuesday

This is my new chair.  Doesn't it look comfy?  And it's ready for my clawrs.  I'm not sure why Mama freaks out every time I get near it. Just because I love love love to scratch on the couch arm doesn't mean anything. hee hee

Froot Bat and Furniture Friday

I was not feeling very froot-batty in this picture. EG is trying to whap me. And I don't really like it.


This is a picture of Mom and Dad's our new chair. It is called a Papsan chair. But we have taken it over. So it is called a TT-san, EG-san, or Tazosan chair, depending on who is in it.

Mom found a blankie that sort of matches the cushion, so now it looks like this. I don't know why she doesn't want our furs all over it.

EG: Dorydoo, do you want to come over and cuddle in the EG-san chair with me? Whiskie kissies to you.