Friday, April 6, 2012

What Am I Doing?

Um, nothing
Why do you ask?

21 comments:

  1. I rather like the curves of our rocking chair...

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  2. act innocent and walk away slowly - it works for us!

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  3. Spitty, I know you are polyamorous, but the table also???

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  4. Whoa! Chin-ups on the table legs. Not bad.

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  5. It looks like you were giving the table leg some special Spitty Love, as only you can!

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  6. We didn't see anything wrong!

    Truffle and Brulee

    pee ess - mancats can definitely show their "diva"

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  7. wish i was sitting on top of that table about then.

    xoxo
    Ms. Stella O'Houligan

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  8. Were you hauling yourself along the floor by grabbing onto those metal pieces? That's a fun game. I like to do that, too!

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  9. Spitty my dear,
    Is yous trying to entice me into coming over for a wrestle?
    Kisses
    Nellie

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  10. Damn table, it's had it coming for a l-o-n-g time...

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  11. Spitty
    I am swooning over that tail!
    Wowza!!!
    Momma sends her thanks for the sweet comment you made about her pictures. Better she takes pictures of silly flowers than me!
    purrs
    >^,,^<
    ♥Abby♥Boo♥Ping♥Jinx♥Grace♥

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  12. Just checking to make sure that table is up to spec, right Spitty?

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  13. It looks like you were attacking that table leg, Spitty.

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  14. ah ha! Caught in the act of being a silly goofball! I knew you had it in you! You keep on whupping on that table until it bends to your will! MOL
    Looking quite adorable by the way. And Leo would not let me finish my comment if I didn't point out the lack of a modesty tail MOL!! But that's the good thing about you fluffy boys, fur hides all your bits anyway!

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  15. Brian's comment had mom laffing. Me? I have no idea why. But seeing you all spread out and delectable....er, I mean playing...yes, playing..was very nice.

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