Should I Be Worried?

The Human has a new kitchen appliance. I am pretty fond of the box that was offered to me.

But I have heard ugly rumors about what happens to things placed inside this mechanical demon.

She really wouldn't do that. Would she?

Will it blend?

All's Right In Spitty World

So I guess she realized how wrong she had been to oust me in favor of some silly geese. Anyway, she did devote considerable time to playing with me this weekend, so I guess that is a *start* to making it up to me.

Sunday Selfie: Not Spitty

Kitties, the Human's been out and about taking pictures and she has decided, without even seeking my approval, that today's Sunday Selfie will feature -- well, not me is the crucial information. Still, without further ado, and with a certain trace of resentment, I present the Goose Family:

Mom and Dad are kinda scary big, but I think one-a them little ones might make a tasty snack.

Shocking and Shameful Thursday Development

Besides her pasty white legs, I am sure you are able to identify what is shocking about this photograph, Kitties.

It is pretty outrageous that she dared to even post such a thing.

What will you think of me now?

I am ashamed.

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Really, wouldn't you be able to read between the lines and get the message?

TW3*

Whew. I can hardly wake up long enough to have my breakfast and snacks and dinner, Kitties.

This week has been the worst. First, the Human was gone at all sorts of unauthorized events, and then she had a birthday party here--HERE, Kitties!--on Caturday night, the nerve of her, and there were people. People I did not care for. People who smelled of Other Animals that were not me. 

I had to hide under the bed for hours and hours and I did not get to eat my dinner on time and it was all just an outrage.

And then that *%#^# tee-vee show came to its long, l-o-n-g awaited conclusion and Thank Bast for that because I have had more than enough of Jon and Dany and Drogon to last me the rest of my nine lives.

So today I had a peaceful nap. But things still smell funny around here.

* For those under a certain age: That Was The Week That Was

Tuesday Addendum:

Hey Kitties and Peeps:  Lookie what the Human found when she was out and about in the neighborhood today:

It's a gosh-darn Game of Thrones house! I mean, the Human's a fan but these people are committed.

I'm Exhausted!

The Human kept me up till the wee small hours ranting and raving about Daenerys-this and Jaime-and-Cersei-that, and what is going to happen to Arya and Jon and Grey Worm now?

She's a nervous wreck, and frankly I am losing patience with all of this angst-ing over people who (::whispers::) aren't even real.

I think she knows that, right?

Sleepy Saturday

Hi Kitties,  Sometimes I am just so freaking adorable the Human cannot resist taking picture after picture of me nodding off into dreamland. (To be fair, it does happen quite often throughout my day.)

And no wonder! It must be hard to control herself when she gazes on the likes of this. I mean, the whisker curl alone must make her all fainty.

Wordyish Wednesday

So the Human came back (not before I'd suffered

 and suffered, though) and showed me these:

I didn't find them very entertaining. 

Yeah, wake me when they start telling jokes.

Oh, You're Leaving Again?

Oh, never mind me. I mean, please don't worry about the kitty being lonely and starving. As long as you have a good time. That's what matters. Less than 24 hours, you say? Well, please don't worry about fires or floods or earthquakes or famine or anything. 
I'll be fine. By all means, go! Have a good time.

If you can.

Sunday Selfie: Corner Snake Is Bendy

Don't think I don't appreciate the versatility of my floofy tail.
I bet the Humans wish *they* had one.

Squinty Spitty Throws Shadeat Your Nonsense

C'mon, now. You know you're up to some Stoopy Human Shenanigans. If your own kitties are too polite to call you out over it, I am more than happy to step up and offer my services.