Monday, December 9, 2019

Many Nights Before Christmas

The kitty was nestled all snug in his bed;
While visions of salmons danced in his head

Hello, my friends! Once again yada yada yada. I am stymied at every turn. Sigh.

Please note: That is not ear dandruff--it is little flakes from my thyroid medicine that gets rubbed in my sweet little earsicle.

I'm working on her, but it's slow going and she is a poor student. Purry greetings for Kitties and Humans, too.




Wednesday, November 27, 2019

Happy Thanksgiving, Kitties and Humans!

So while she's out cavorting with friends and making a little piggy of herself with a turkey, I will make myself comfortable on the beddy and dream of leftovers. I hope you all have a happy day and plenty of treats with gravy. 
♥ We are so thankful for all of you 

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Sunday Selfie on Tuesday:
Spitty Don't Live by No Calendar

November sunpuddles? Fine by me. 
Sunday Selfie on Tuesday? Yep, bring it on!
The Humans are such bean counters. It's a shame.

Saturday, November 23, 2019

I Finally Understand the Expression


"He just lost his head!"
I do hope it'll turn up by dinnertime though.

Sunday, November 10, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Satisfying Sunpuddle

We're having a kinda weird November, but there's never a bad time for a sunpuddle, right? Climate change, you say? Oh pish-tosh! Let me sleep on it.

Wednesday, November 6, 2019

Remember Moi?

Why of course you do. I'm that wonderful mancat with the exceptionally stoopy and inept Human. That's right, now you've got it!
We've been on an (involuntary on my part) extended break, to the point where some of our friends think we've dropped off the edge of the continent into the cold Pacific and  been stranded on a desert island somewhere. I wish! At least that would be exciting.
But here I am. Hoping against hope that she'll get her ample butt in gear. Meanwhile, I doze placidly atop my little tower and brood over the injustices of the world.

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Why Hello There, Human

Whatcha got for me?




























Nothing? Nothing you say? 
Well, then, buzz off, Peasant! The King was napping.