The musings of Spitty the Kitty
Sometimes them tails are sneeky!
I always know my own tail. Not so Binga - she was chasing it just the other morning. And she is 10 years old, so she should be a little embarrassed about it.
Darn those tails... never where you expect em!
MOL!!...You are such a silly boy, Spitty!!...We love you and your awesome tail!...Happy Sunday, sweet friend...kisses...Calle, Halle, Sukki
My tail follows me around, you know. It's very suspicious.
Just keep reminding it who is swishing who!
Watch our Spitty for that sneaky tail. It will creep up on you and surprise the dickens out of you. You just have to keep track of where it is.Have a super Sunday.
We are all pretty much OK with our tails; except Rupert. He goes round and round with that thing. Rupert's intellect is a tiny bit questionable in regard to his tail.
I never even notice my tail so far..but to wave it admirably in the breeze.Indeed, please do come and share a cushion and watch Animal Planet with me. I'm all bathed and brushed.
That happens sometimes. I mean, when you're all relaxed or looking at something else and not thinking about your other parts, and it twitches or something...yeah, it sneaks up on you.
Leave me a meow or a hiss; I don't mind a hiss or two. . . or even a bitey.