Saturday, June 4, 2016

What a Good Boy Am I!

 And . . . I'm baaaack!

 Today I have a question for you, Kitties:

 Which of the items in this Still Life with Butterfly does not belong in my home?
Here I am, being a purrfectly good boy despite the invasion of my purrsonal space by a nasty little tube of poison squeezed out on the back of my innocent and unsuspecting furry little neck.

 How *dare* she? 

 I am appalled by her betrayal. But I do spy a jar of the Gerber's. So, hmmmmm.
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15 comments:

  1. Just DuckyJune 4, 2016 at 4:23 PM

    The clock, no cat respects a clock, or and that icky stuff that got dropped on your furs.

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  2. Summer at sparklecat.comJune 4, 2016 at 4:24 PM

    Ugh! I hate flea treatments too. And so far, I haven't been rewarded for the trouble with baby food. :-/

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  3. MeganJune 4, 2016 at 4:33 PM

    Oh dear - but, on the other paw, Spitty, who'd want fleas? The deal I used to have with my cat was that he got prawns for dinner on the day he had flea treatment. Just negotiate something special with your Human.

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  4. The Island CatsJune 4, 2016 at 6:18 PM

    Spitty, this means only one thing. How did you get contaminated?????

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  5. Catio TalesJune 4, 2016 at 10:30 PM

    Yes indeed - how DID you get contaminated ?

    Have you been out at night with some local girlcats? Now that would upset the blogosphere....

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  6. Lone Star CatsJune 4, 2016 at 10:42 PM

    Beats da itchin.

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  7. rainbowJune 5, 2016 at 4:16 AM

    Oh no! Is it fleas or worms or both? Horrid medicine but much better than nasty little things making you feel rotten. We hope you were given the "Gerber's" and plenty of good attention.
    Purrs ... Rainbow

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  8. Katie IsabellaJune 5, 2016 at 4:29 AM

    Mom needs to get some for me. It interferes with her kisses for a week or more though as the stuff spreads of course.

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  9. Brian's Home BlogJune 5, 2016 at 6:40 AM

    Those little tubes show up here to Spitty!

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  10. pilch92June 5, 2016 at 8:10 AM

    At least you got something yummy after :)

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  11. Ivan from WMDJune 5, 2016 at 9:10 AM

    We hope this was just a precaution, Spitty. Fleas are the worst. Did William ever tell you our flea story? I'll skip to the end, since none of us knew Sophie (who had them when my mom took her in), but Mom wound up throwing out a pretty big area rug that had gotten infested by putting it on the curb for trash pick up. And someone got to it first before the trash guys!! What a surprise they must have gotten! (And it really was a crappy rug to begin with, decades old. How dumb was that?)

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  12. Hailey and Zaphod and their LadyJune 5, 2016 at 11:16 AM

    We had to face the same horrors! Sigh!

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  13. Mark's Mews (Marley, Lori, Taz, and Binq)June 5, 2016 at 1:54 PM

    Well I sure arent gonna lick yer headfurs smooth NOW! ~ IZA-Lovey

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  14. Cathy KeishaJune 5, 2016 at 7:26 PM

    OMC! Hope all the little blood suckers are dead. I think TW used to use Front Line when Nicky went out.

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  15. Kitties BlueJune 6, 2016 at 5:50 PM

    We hate that stuff too. Mom has to puncture the tube in another room 'cause if we hear that sound we run for cover. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

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