Mancat Monday

So, during a rousing game of THoE, our condo took a tumble. (It almost squished those delicious pink ears, in fact. heh heh) Seeing our condo on it's side was pretty interesting and when The Mom tried to put it back the way it was, there was lots of milling around and snoopervising, so she just left it on it's side for us to check out. I liked it all falled over. It made a great place for spying. (Harley, I think you might want to look into this for your secret spy business.)

Mancat Rule of the Day: It is very manly to hide in your fallen over condo and then jump out at your The Mom or those delicious, pink ears when they walk past. heh heh

TGIF

Dear Mom,

Just because we get you up at 4:47 am and you decide that you have to go to the litterbox, so you get up and then we squawk and squawk and squawk and you decide to feed us so that hopefully we’ll go back to sleep so that you can go back to sleep, we still have to continue on with our morning schedule. This includes Thundering Herd of Elephants until 5:34 am and then more squawking because kibble served at 4:47 am does not count as breakfast – which is always served promptly at 5:34 am. Then since our schedule has been disrupted, we have to play Thundering Herd of Elephants until 6:00 am, even though you’re begging us to go sleep sleep so that you can go sleep sleep. And don’t get mad at us when you finally get up for work and we’re headed back to bed. This is our schedule, Mom. You know this.

Love,

Tazo & Earl Grey

PS - Don’t forget to rinse out the water bowl and put fresh water in there because you know that I, EG, do not like to drink after Titus. He leaves slobber in the water and I don’t do dawg drool. And yes, I will sit by the water bowl and give you a dirty look until you take care of it. Mmkay? Thanks.