Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

I lied. Spitty is never wordless. So here I am, enjoying a nice afternoon sunpuddle.
If the Human really loved me as much as she claims, she'd get me one-a them nice kitteh window seats so I would not have to squeeze myself onto this narrow windowsill where I can barely maintain my balance and might at any moment slip precipitously to the floor and crack my tiny skull. Then she'll be sorry.


  1. Boy- she would Spitty! I happen to have four...FOUR prime areas for lavish sun baths in sun puddles that would make a strong man cat shiver in joy! hint hint..

  2. Spitty, we gotta tell you something. Our mom got us one of those kitty seat things for the window and we still would squeeze ourselves on the narrow windowsill. She ended up giving the thing away...

  3. Heh, it doesn't even cost that much! Tell her she is a bad human if she does not get it!

  4. The cats who came way before me had one once. Truth be told, they were terrified of it.

    Ruined it for all the cats since.

    And if it makes you feel any better, I'm still waiting for my cat tower to make an appearance.

  5. Your only consolation is that you can sneeze Kitty boogers onto the blinds, and stick your furz to them.

  6. I'm not too sure you would like one either, but it doesn't hurt to talk her into buying it anyways!

  7. At least you have windows you can lounge in! Ours are not so good for that. As a matter of fact, our entire place is pretty crappy for sunbathing. We need to move!

  8. well; it could be worse; she could simply overfeed you so you'd get all fat (not naming any other cats in my house JACK) and then you wouldn't be able to fit on the shelf either.

    Ms. Stella O'Houligan

    :That Woman Say's: Katnip Lounge has once again made me snort my soda.


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