(Semi) Wordless Wednesday: Tent Time

Of all the cozy places in the house, I like my tent best. In a rare moment of inspiration, the Human put a soft, comfy beddy inside for me. I usually take my main nap of the day in my tent, unless it is ridiculously hot, which fortunately is not often. When the fogs are in, the house is quiet and the Human is at work, there's nothing better than a good nap in my wonderful tent. Ahhhhhhh, I feel one coming on right..................now.

PEEESS: So, what was that crash? Well, I know since two milliseconds after that picture was taken I went to investigate. But the Human was too lazy to bother dragging her butt to the window, so *I'm* not tellin' her.

Baffus Interruptus

There I was, preparing for a l-o-n-g and satisfying toe baff . . .

When a sudden crash outside diverted my attention!

What to do, what to do? My toes needed attention but . . . curiosity doesn't really kill the kitteh.

Right?

Mancat Monday Madness

Oooouucchh! This thing keeps whackin' me in the noggin!

There! Gotcha! We'll see who's Boss!

Come back here right now! Stay! Straw thing, meet my Mighty Claws of Doom!

Once in Awhile . . .

. . . it would be nice if you took my taste into account when you add to your Netflix queue. Oh, I see we have yet more episodes of "Warehouse 13."  Sigh.

Saturday Snoopervisin'

 

♫  Clowns to the left of me,  ♫

 ♫  Jokers to the right,  ♫

here I am,
Stuck in the middle with The Human.

Ha ha ha, I crack myself up sometimes!

Formerly-Feral Friday Fun

Oh, hello Kitties! Nice of you to drop by  today!

I'm sorry not to be a better host . . .

. . . but I really must kill the dangly thing under my Ess. 

I'll be with you in a few minutes.


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Update Friday morning: Fuzzy Tales seems to have found the source of yesterday's malware problem. YAY! 

My Mousie, Don't Touch Him

I might not be playing with him right now, 

but that does not mean you can just put your smelly skin-paws all over him.

(And keep your mitts off my cigar also.)

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It has been a hard few days. Though we did not really know Miss Peach, we are purring for her furriends and family, and we are so very sorry about little Beignet, who ran off to keep Sweet Praline company across the Bridge. We are sending purrs and healing thoughts to Truffle and Mom Paula as they begin their new life and adventures together. We know they were made for each other.

Love to all, Spitty & His Human