Wha- Wha- Wha- What Happened?

So, all my sweet, adorable blankie pictures from Thursday are GONE!

GONE, Kitties! G-O-N-E.


The Human is at work too (see how hard she's working today?), so there won't even BE any more pictures till later.

P.S. YAY! My friends are back! My beautiful pictures are back! And....well, the comments mostly aren't back, but I have hope now!

P.P.S.  The Human actually gave me a tiny, tiny serving of....wait for it.....ambrosia  food of the Cods manna from heaven  half-and-half.  I love it sooooooo much but I hardly EVER get any because the Human says it gives me "The Runs," whatever that means, and I notice that it's the Human that does most of the running, after me, with paper towels. Huh.
Anyway, it was delicious.

If it's on the table...

...it belongs to the kitteh.

I mean, why else would she leave it there, all folded and inviting? Sooooooo comfy!

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

 Well, it might be purty, but it ain't grass. Or even real. 

Nope, not buyin' it.

Tasty Tuesday

Om-nom-nom-nom-nom-nom-nom....

Hey! You! Wait a minute! Why are you taking this away from me before I am finished?

What's that? You say I have no self-control? You say if you leave it here for more than five minutes I'll eat it ALL and projectile vomit across the room?


Yeah.  So?

Mancat Monday

Hello, Kitties! Well, it's Monday and my Human is off to work again, instead of remaining here at home with me, as she should, to bring me my foods, play with my toys with me, and pet and brush me whenever I want. On the plus side, I need not seek shelter UTB or UTT or UTC to be safe from Ms.Grabby-hands. Every cloud has its silver lining.
And, a month from tomorrow is graduation, after which there will be more, maybe even too much, time with the Human.
Feast or famine, Kitties, feast or famine.

Bah, Humbug!

Mother's Day? Are you freaking kidding me?
Now look, I try not to be bitter, but I was ripped untimely from my REAL mother years and years ago! Granted, that was not the Human's fault, and granted, my REAL mother would probably have lost all interest in me in another week or two anyway, and granted, I really don't even remember her....but still! This large furless creature...my mother?
Well, yes, as a matter of fact, she does provide the excellent noms, and yes, she does brush me and yes, she does keep my litterbox clean and yes, she does buy me my favorite toys and yes, she does tolerate my aloof nature.

Hmmm.

Where's Waldo?

Er, Spitty. Do you see me?
Actually, I have been a very, very friendly boy this morning, allowing myself to be snuggled and brushed. But sometimes Spitty has just had enough already, and has to retreat to a protected space.
By the way, isn't that a safe and attractive jumble of wires under the TV there? Good job, Human!