Various Musings from Spitty the Kitty
The mommy's follow us EVERYWERE all of the time and for NO reason that we can tell. There is not even a shred of privacy. xoxoxoxo
Maybe you need to get a sibling, Spitty. It is harder for the Stalkerati to follow you all the time when there are TWO.
Mom follows me too and I haf no privacy efen in my little room.xoxo Kassey
Beware Spitty! You know the answer to your question.
Yikes! How rude of the human! Do you follow her when she has pressing business? Uh, strike that, 'cause come to think of it, one of us here does.
Nowhere is private!!KissesNellie
Yikes! When you're as famous as we are, you have to pay the price. Remember who you were sitting next in the front row at the AAAC!
If she follows you, you will have to keep her!
Human follow the kitty everywhere, That's a good style..MOL
UGH! I have been getting that same bothersome treatment nonstop for the past couple of days!
Hey Spitty ,,,, We thinkz Simba iz right ^..^
SpittyUnfortunately that incessant following is closely related to not being able to let you out of her sight because you are just so darned handsome.purrs>^,,^<♥Abby♥Boo♥Ping♥Jinx♥Grace♥
Sheesh, Spitty. Your human needs to get a life! Kinda like our mom, who tends to follow us around too.
She probably doesn't call out, "Who's digging to China in there?" when you're all busy and stuff. You have to figure that's a plus.
Tell me about it! My Mommy follows all of us to the litter box! Pawrents!
can't a mancat get ANY privacy?
It's what happens when you're a handsome mancat!
The better to serve you, Fang! If you could arrange for your shadow to go one way and you another, that would drive her to distraction.Taffy ' ' and that woman
Oh Spitty, we love that new word. Stalkerati. That is a good one. But you do need a little privacy anyway. Tell her to mind her own business. Take care and have a fantastic day.
We are glad our litterboxes are down in the basement! We allus have privacy there. Its so clutterred TBT would never take a picture...
Leave me a meow or a hiss; I don't mind a hiss or two. . . or even a bitey.