Friday, July 19, 2013

Wasted Days & Wasted Nights

The Human has left me for four days. I couldn't find my Nip. So sue me.

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  1. Precious could pop over and give you some "southern comfort" too. Mee-yoww!

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  2. Oh Spitty - you are going to have a headache!

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  3. With all the pink you've been flashing lately, I didn't think you'd cozy up to a bottle of Southern Comfort. I love your unpredictability.

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  4. Your human LEFT you? Galavanting who-knows-where? That is scandalous!

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  5. Spitty, roll away from that bottle. You know just one sip and it's the road to ruin.

    Step away!

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  6. FOUR days? Where are her priorities?

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  7. Oh poor Spitty! Abandoned! How could she?! Oh I know just what you're going to do.. you're going to have lady friends in and out all four days! That or wild parties every day.. Or both!

    Star says: I vote for a house trashing party, followed by snuggle sessions UTB! Or, in that pink beddy that you look so cute in.. Sound fun? Purrrrrr

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  8. Boy, you are ready for anything now. That remedy there will obliterate anything! XXOO

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  9. Maybe you need to hangover the couch for a while!

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  10. maybe you could mix it with coke? mom says then you will see dancing mice - I think that sounds not bad?

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  11. ROFLMAO....hope she didn't leave an extra set of car keys :)
    Oh and no drunken "sexting photos" either!

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  12. Drown your sorrows, buddy!! How dare she! I might be over later to help you trash … errrr …. rearrange the furniture!

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  13. eva buddy now:

    "why should I keep lubbing you?
    when I know that you're not true
    and why should I call ur name
    when ur 2 blame
    4 making me mew..."

    oh Spitty - hope you feels better soon. climb outta that bottle and go find yourself a new human. you deserve better than that, my lonely cowboy.

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  14. That bottle is mislabled! It should read "Salem Comfort"!

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  15. We don't know but mom says if you drink too much of that stuff, your head, your tummy and other parts are gonna hurt real bad. Be careful Spitty!

    Hope the four days pass in a flash!

    Sasha, Sami, & Saku

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  16. Oh Spitty! Say it isn't so!! We don't want to hear about you having to go into Cataholics Anonymous or rehab - please try to drink and trash the house responsibly!! Purrs from the Zee and Zoey gang

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  17. DOOD! Is that a bottle of Southern CATfort - as in Fortified with Silvervine? MOL!

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  18. need some company?? You shouldn't drink alone...

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  19. The fact that your human has abandoned you and your nip is also missing sounds very suspicious to us. We think she might have gone on a 4 day nip spree.

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  20. You're onto the HUMAN nip? Wow. Things are that bad? I'll see if I can scrounge up a little catnip and send you some, okay? Okay.

    Purrs,
    Nissy

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  21. LOL! That's too funny, Spitty! Did you enjoy it? You look super wasted...I hope you won't have hangover!

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  22. Has your human lost her tiny mind?

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  23. Spitty, the mom is leaving us tomorrow for a few days too. You wanna share that?? ;)

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  24. Four days?! You should be the one suing!
    Purrs

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  25. MOL that is so funny. Don't have too much while they are away. Hugs GJ x

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  26. Oh gosh! mes loves a little nip! But was not wasted days and wasted nights about Margaritas? Speaking of which mes could whip up a pitcher full is yous stopped by!
    Kisses
    Nellie

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  27. Silly Spitty! All you had to do was fire up your tunnel and get over here. We have lots and lots and lots of silvervine just waiting to be inhaled!

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  28. Mum drinks that Comfort stuff, sometimes.

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  29. We hope ya were licking that stuff s-l-o-w-l-y...

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