(Very Nearly) Wordless Wednesday

All right. Fine.

Spoilsport

"We got a new chaaaaaaair, Spitty, a new chaaaaaaair. 

It's so nice and collllllllorful, too, but you have some fleas again and we just started 

the Advantage, so I'm going to put this nice white dishtowel 

on the new chaaaaaaair so we can see if there are any fleas, 

since it's a new chaaaaaaair and all.

Oh, and nooooooo, you can't dig your claws into the back of it

or I will be really annoyed and I will pile a bunch of junk

on the new chaaaaaaair so that you won't be able

to sit on it at all, and you won't like thaaaaaaat, will you?"

I Could Totally Take Them, You Know

Yeah, I'm little. But how do you think their pretty plastic skin

would do vs. a claw or eighteen?

Napping and Sulking, and Sulking and Napping

So the Human's off to card-land for a marathon bridge game, 

with nary a thought for my happiness or well-being. 

Yes, yes, of course some one will give me food, 

but Where is the love? I'll see you Sunday.

Narcissus & Spitty

The point of this exhibit was the gentle ringing of the fine porcelain bowls echoing over the water. Ha! I am gazing into the tiny whirlpool to see my glorious reflection. Who needs dishes?

Someday, I Want to Kill a Real Bird and Eat It All Up

 I ask you, Is that so wrong? 

Sometimes I Sits & Ponders Stuff & Other Times I Just Sits

So which is it today? 

Well, believe me, I have plenty of ponderable material over here, but it is just as likely I am in a Zen-like trance.

I think I look floofy and confident, Kingly in fact, in this picture. What's going on inside my little quite sizable brain is my business. For now.