Don't You Love Me Anymore?

Spitty, stop being so emo now. It's not very Kingly. You don't want your subjects to lose respect for you!

I'm sorry I have been gone so much lately. I promise it will get better, starting today.

In fact, instead of NO Human around, tomorrow night there'll be about 10 of them!  Isn't that grand?

Spitty? Spitty?  Where did you go?

Door #3 and Secret Paws Teaser!

Here is Kitty #3, called Butterscotch. Those of you who are longtime readers will recognize this little Boycat Lothario who makes himself available to all and sundry.
Here, he scrutinizes the Human's red chips to make sure either (a) no one attempts to steal any, or (b) she does not attempt to cheat (which sadly is not out of the question, ha ha meow).

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Oh, Kitties! Just look at my Christmas bounty! Click right here

The Christmas Cats: Chronicles of Infidelity

This is Cooper. He is round & firm & fully-packed. A very good boy.

This is LillyBelle. She has the most unusual furs 

the Human has ever seen. With her furs unruffled, she looks black. 

But if you administer some pets, you see the bright silver undercoat. 

She's not as nice as Cooper, but that is not surprising 

as she is a girlcat.

You see, Kitties? *This* is what I am expected to put up with

 when she abandons me--not just the indignity 

of being left on my own to starve, but the additional humiliation of her infidelities.

There was another kitty, but he's a story for another day.

Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, & Happy Holidays!

Wishing every Kitty and Human (and any other creature, too!) a Happy Holiday Season full of love and good cheer. The Human says we'll be back Monday or Tuesday!

We Three Kings of Orient AreBearing Gifts, We Traverse Afar

They're not for Spitty
More's the pity!
He'll give us all a scar.












The Human hung these up last weekend, but frankly even if those gifts were for me, what the heck does a kitty do with myrrh?

Even with My Eyes Squeezed Shut

I can tell those little spies are talking about me behind my back. It's not Right, Kitties.

Something Old, Something New, Something Classic, Something Blue

So first of all, this post is a travesty, really, because there is No Kitty in either nativity set. The Human says I should be able to set that fact aside, and appreciate these for what they are. The one on top is from the Human's girlhood (you know, back in the nineteenth century) and the blue one she bought for way too much money about 10 years ago because (a) she liked it, and (b) she lost her mind when she found out Oregon had no sales tax.
Both of these are currently set up in our house (or, as I like to call it, Santa's Workshop). This evening we would like to take a poll:  Classic or Blue? 
Me, until one of them gets a kitty, I can't in good conscience cast a vote for either.