Sunday, July 15, 2018

Sunday Selfie: A Shocking Display of Infidelity

So Lord Chancellor Fritzie was abandoned by his People and for the past few days MY Human has made twice-daily visits to his home (last night's lasted over three hours). While I have great respect for his stately age (18) and wisdom (considerable), I was unprepared for this appalling turn of events. Look, if you can bear it, upon his majestic furry head, snuggled comfortably in MY Human's hand, upon his furry orange legs flung with abandon over MY Human's arm, upon his casual ownership of MY Human's lap. No, no--this cannot stand. 
I mean, as Humans go, this one is no bargain. But she's MINE. Or so I thought.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

It's a Brand New Day

What to do, what to do? So many possibilities.

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

(Very Nearly) Wordless Wednesday

This morning was so very sunny, and my round purple bed so very comfortable, and my breakfast so delightfully digesting in my (non-pettable) tum, that I barely even noticed the Human and her clickety-clacker.

Sunday, July 8, 2018

                         Sunday Selfie: I Dare You

"You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya, punk?"

Thursday, July 5, 2018

About Time

Okay then. I imagine you are thinking that I mean, "About time for a post" and you would not be wrong.
But I have something else to say. On Monday night, she was executing a complicated purchase (::eyeroll::) of a Medicare supplemental insurance policy and stuff, and in the course of doing so, she extracted the little "deck of cards" of all sorts she keeps in her purse (drivers license, credit, debit, library, insurance etc. etc. etc.). Well, all the business was satisfactorily concluded and she was pleased. 
The next day, Tuesday, she headed out after work* to go to PetSmart to buy things for ME. So she got foods and litter and a couple new toys and a nice new scratcher/beddy dealio, and she got in the checkout line and reached for her debit card--oops, not there! In fact, in the little pocket where she keeps everything, her whole little packet of plastic, there was NUFFING at all, not a single card of any sort. She had some cash, but not enough to get me all the very impawtant stuffs in her cart, so she had to put a bunch of stuff back and come home. She only had some cans and a bag of litter and ONE measly toy as an offering. 
I believe she ought to have returned there yesterday, this time WITH her plastic moneys, and bought me all those things she had to leave behind Tuesday. If she *really* loved, me, she would have, right? Well, you would be wrong. She did *not* return there yesterday, but she did go back today and brought home this really great loungey-thing. It's delightful.

*And you might ask yourself, Isn't she finished YET? She says Monday the 9th will be IT. I'll believe it when it happens.

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Sunday Selfie: I Help with the Laundry

Hey! I pull my weight around here. I don't just lollygag around the place eating bonbons all day, you know. I carry out many important tasks throughout my day. And once in awhile I might even take a nap on the clean stuff. What can I say? It smells good and it's warm.

Friday, June 29, 2018

                                       The Good Boy

The Human and I have reached a new phase of our relationship. She gives me people tuna for a treat and I make biscuits on her while she sleeps. I let her give me tummy scritches and then sometimes I sleep on the other pillow. She feels I ought not to be discussing such intimacies in public, but I see no harm in it, right? I say, we're among friends here. No one's going to the tabloids with this, right?