Nommy-Nommity-Nom

Bet you want some-a this, don't you? Well, if you ask really, really nicely, I'll share . . . and then I might let you have some of this nice grass, too.

Thanks, Human

                                    The Gerber's really hit the spot.

                            I'm ready for my brushies now, please.

Wordyish Wednesday

Oh hi there, Kitties. So, yes, I do understand that this picture is extremely similar to yesterday's picture, and, Kitties, there *is* a reason for that: 
No.New.Pictures.

The calendar is inching toward mid-May, which in the Human's world means AP exams, senior finals, regular finals, awards assemblies, junior-senior farewell, sports awards night, Class Day, Baccaluareate Mass & reception, report cards and graduation. Not all of these things are her responsibility, thankfully, but she must oversee many of them and attend all of them. 

Now, you may ask yourself, why should I, King Spitty the First, concern myself with any of this Human nonsense? And the truth is I should not! However, because of these many irrelevant-to-the-Kitty events, the Human has made herself unavailable to me for many activities with which I *do* concern myself: Posting, visiting, commenting. Not to mention petting, brushing and playtime.

I ask you: It is time for a Weekly Report Card?

They Call Me Good Boy

'cause I am.

Monday, Monday, Can't Trust That Day

You never know what could be lurking out there. 

Here, I patrol my dining room window area 

and pause for a sniff or two before continuing my circuit.  

What? So Your Pillows Are Not Part

of the whole "Mi casa es su casa" deal? Well, I'm sorry, Human, but that exception should have been negotiated at the time of the original contract. Too late now. I've spoken to my cattorney and he says my case is ironclad. Go nap somewhere else. This spot is taken.

I Made the Hots Go Away

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