Dalliance

So, the Human had a brief but torrid affair 

with this sweet doggo last weekend. 

Okay, she's cute and all, even I admit that.

I'll even allow as how she was fun to play with. 

But I ask you, my friends, if you had ME 

waiting at home for you, would you be playing 

slobbery tug-o-war with a woofie?

Wait--maybe I don't want you to answer that.

Oh Hi. Want to Play with Me?

Don't be scared. I hardly ever make people bleed. 

We was just foolin' you yesterday. Ketchup! Swear.

I Didn't Mean To

  We were just playing a nice game of     Whappy  Paws, and I was getting kind of   excited, and I really wanted to win, and . . . well . . . I'm sorry, Human.

Sunday Selfie: Why Hello, LadyCats

You can call me Winky.

P.S. Now this sounds entertaining [not]. But you surely will not find His Majesty there: https://patch.com/california/san-francisco/let-your-cat-out-bag-san-franciscos-first-caturday

KillIt|KillIt|KillIt

This guy just won't STAY dead!

I do my best several times a week, but he keeps turning up good as new.

Honestly, I suspect the Human
might be some kind of

Necromancer

or something.

To tell you the troof, that kind of scares me.

Almost Wordless Wednesday: Bug Off

How's a boy supposed to sleep with these things 
staring at him?
I mean, I was awake all day long!

Sunday Selfie: All the Woes

Our Giants lost to the Reds today (11-4) so they languish under .500 in second-to-last-place in the NL West; the Human is on her way out to a friend's birfday dinner and she will probably not be bringing me nuffing; my Temptations (a very recent interest of mine) seem to be making me frow up, so now I don't get them anymore (which doesn't seem fair as I didn't mind the frow-up part after); it was cold and foggy with no sunpuddles at all today; I was lurking UTT and she tracked me down so I could take a selfie anyway--I get no privacy at all around here.