No, Human, I am not coming over there to play fev-vers with you right now. L-o-n-g wandy things are my enemies, as you should know if you have been paying attention.
And yes, I did notice that you took that Wicked Neko Fly out of the Drawer of Doom (mercifully detached from its wand), and dangled it tantalizingly near to me. I am sure you noticed I did not respond to your opening gambit. I stayed where I sat, and watched you dangle and play with that thing your own self.
You're a pretty slow learner, aren't you?
Spitty has a long memory!
Awww Spitty, we know ya had a bad esperience with that one wand toy, but give them a 2nd chance. They really do seldom attack
Spitty, I'll consider forgiving you for even thinking of siding with my LAZY brothers....I mean what would they do without me??? And who would look better at your side in your Furrari? Beautiful me...or my silly brothers...
I think you know.
Well, you certainly did play with that peacock feather a lot at one time!
Why is your human torturing you like that, Spitty??
We're not sure we'd wake up for a feather looking like that - a new one is perhaps more enticing.....
One deaded peacock fevver.
Hmmm . . . SOMEONE deaded that fev-ver. If it wasn't you, Spitty, then who was it?
Spitty, that feather is not going to hurt you.
There will a post just for you on Saturday Spitty
That feather looks a little past its prime. Maybe your human could get you the whole bird. I bet that would get your attention!
P.S. Caroline is waiting!
We think a new fev-ver might be in order...
Isn't it great to make the humans look stupid!! Mind you, doesn't take much!! ;)
LOL @ William's comment!
Our human quite likes that sideboard in the background, by the dining table. :-)
Spitty, my fevver is dedded JUST like that. And Mommy said she is being much mire careful wif my Neko fly now. So far, so good but'cha never know.
I just slipped in thru my tunnel to say good meowning. xxoo
haha watching the humans play with themselves is a great game, hmm that sounded wrong.
I don't blame you Spitty, stay away!
Oh Spitty! Sometimes our humans is such slow learners!
MOL! Our humans just do NOT GET IT!
Hahaha, I sometimes find myself playing with my boys' toy alone. So I can't tease your human too much :-)
dood...yur mom haz been infested with a stooooooooooopid rood noizee caca droppin bug infested burd coat...her shuld trooly toss that thing N like get sum ...sum...we haz loozed de werd frum R minds...stuff ta kleen up her handz....
my humans are exactly the same *sigh*
Spitty, your human is just like ours…a couple cards short of a deck. Just keep working on her. You'll eventually train her to do only YOUR bidding. Purrs and hugs from the kitties at The Cat on My Head, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette
Good COD! That murderess fly is STILL there?
Whoa! Spitty ! You are off the fev-ver now, huh?! I am still pretty addicted...how'd ya do it....patch? Pills? Group sessions? Just wondering in case I need to get off it myself.
Hmm, I think you may have it the wrong way around Spitty... I think your human likes playing with toys and you're not giving her her daily exercise when you ignore her like that. Humans need a daily work out, so I hope you start playing with her again soon!
Star says: I know how you feel, Spitty, but one bad rogue toy shouldn't sour you on all toys. You know you want to play, a little, so I hope you give in soon.
By the way, yes indeed, if you come over you can have a private cello performance.. purrrr perhaps we can play together XOXOXOXO
Cmon Spitty. Peacock feathers are your furrends. They never hurt anycat. Maybe if your human sat on the floor and played with it under some tissue paper, you'd go wild after it.
Stay cranky, my friend!
well at least your human has time to play with you, mine are plain lazy and always reason they are busy with taxes. we know tax season is over a loooong time ago.
emma and buster
Wandy things make me very nervous. Audrey is all kinds of promiscuous with them.
oh, Spittimus, this is so tragical! you got yourself all worked-up and psyched-out and freaked-in and what nots. C'mon, my Panfer Mancat! Get back on that Fev'ver and RIDE! Kill! KILL IT. Look at it, mocking you...are you going to let it get away with such disrespect? No you are not! Run, Spitty! Run and jump and bite and claw and DEAD IT! You can do it, I know you can and I will not rest until you bring me teh head o' teh dastardly Fev'ver on a silver platter.
Why don't you go over there and deaded it once and for all, Spitty? Then she can never wave that thing in your face again.
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