Thursday, November 16, 2017

                                  I'm Invited to a Rave

Honestly, I don't  know what that is, 
but apparently I can get all blissed out  
on the wicked disco biscuits and what-not. 
The Human says I'm not allowed to go, but
I am welcome to play with this thing.

12 comments:

  1. For a moment, I thought it was a light saber!

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  2. You've been invited to a rave and your Human says that you cannot go? Where does she get off????? She seems to have a very screwed up understanding of who the king is and who the servant is. This confusion in her head needs sorting out quick smart, Spitty.

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  3. Spitty, I like how that "thingie" reflects on your face. It makes your mysterious. If that is one of those glow stick "thingies," be sure you don't bite it. Mom says that she heard the stuff inside is poisonous to kitties. I'm so sorry you missed the hop this week, but tickled that you did come to see me. Humans are totally undependable. If we had thumbs, we could just put them out with the trash. Anyhoo, I am always happy to see you. Hope your mom gets some time off next week to spoil and pamper you. Love and kisses, Misty May 💋

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  4. Gosh - if she wasn't gonna let you go she shouldn't have TEASED you by telling you about it! Then you're supposed to get all excited about a light stick thing? HARUMPH!!!!! PFFFFFT!

    Hugs, Teddy

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  5. Rave..??..??
    Purrhaps we could have our own kitty rave
    Purrs
    Marv

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  6. You can't go to the rave? How unkind of your mum!

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  7. Seriouslies, Spitty...for a King, you don't get to do to much stuff!

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  8. Well, it seems to us that playing with that thing would be the funnest part of a rave!

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  9. Are you really going to take notice of her telling you that you can't go? I didn't think a king would give in that easily.

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  10. What is that thing? It's making your eyes all blue and evil looking.

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Leave me a meow or a hiss; I don't mind a hiss or two. . . or even a bitey.