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?!?!?!

Froot Bat Friday

Mom says she's had a whole week of Mondays. Whatever that means. I guess it means she can't help us blog or give us adequate treatage. Because last night's photoshoot was chock full of NO TREATS.

I guess she thinks that if she takes pictures of me sleeping, then she doesn't have to get her behind out of bed give me treats. Nice try at the sneakiness, Mom.

Here is a picture of me giving her the stink eye.  You'd think she'd have learned by now (it's really simple math):
Treats = super cute Froot Bats
No treats = very dirty looks

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!  I hope your pawrents shower you with treats this weekend.  Because I'm sure mine won't.

Froot Bat Friday

First of all, we've got a special request. Our pal, Maxie, has been through super lots the last couple of weeks. He's having surgery today and he and his mom could really use your prayers, light, purrs, woofs, whatever you've got. 

Now, on to the froot bats.

I think Mom thinks that if I don't catch her taking my picture, then she doesn't have to cough up the treats.  Not fair!
Anyway, she says we're chillaxin' tomorrow.  It might even be jammy day.  I can't wait.
Happy Weekend, Everybuddy!