So, Kitties, apparently I am to be humiliated on the pages of my very own blog as part of something called "Tock-tober," when the Humans feel free to take embarrassing pictures of us and then, wielding their high-falutin' thumbs, post pictures of our backsides. Hmmm, and just what the Sam Hill is that all about?
Fortunately, as a floofy black boy, I am largely immune to embarrassment of this sort.
W-I-N for me!
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Monday, September 28, 2015
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Do you see this HALF of a can? Do you? It is a mere morsel, I tell you, barely enough to keep a kitten alive from one day to the next, let alone a full-grown and robust manly ManCat such as myself!
But did the Human leave any kind of instructions for the Auntie? Like, "Make sure to give him BOTH halves of the can for dinner"?
No, of course she did not! So I got HALF A CAN! Oh Bast, the outrage of it all!
And worser, she told Auntie she did not need to "bother" coming this morning as she would be home "plenty early" to give me my breakfast herself!
Do you know what "plenty early" means in her book? Do you know what time she rolled in from the Old Bat Slumber Party? Well, do you??
At NOON, Kitties, in fact after NOON.
And she said, "Oh look, Spitty, all your food plates are empty! You don't even have any crunchies left!"
"Well, d'oh! Feed me!" And so she did.
Om nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom.
Friday, September 25, 2015
As if it isn't BAD ENOUGH that the Human abandons me every day for her stoopy job, now the Old Bat tells me she is off to an Old Bat Slumber Pawty tomorrow.
Apparently, it's not enough to go play bridge in the East Bay for an afternoon.
Now they are going to have a Bridge Slumber Pawty so they can play till all hours and drink martinis 'cause no one will have to drive home. To me. Like she should.