Taking Things into My Own Paws

What's going on with our mom and the time?!?

She has been late with our meals and sometimes I have to take things into my own paws, I'm so hungry.

I was just checkin the corner under the cupboard for spiders!  Mmmmm, you can't beat a spider for an appetizer...ok...you proly can... but it's all I've got!

How 'bout over here by the stove...

I fish under there with my paw and lick the webs an stuff off.  Sometimes I can't see what I'm fishin for; it's just luck of the paw, so to speak.  I do find the webs to be kinda tastey tho'.

Hello-oh!  Spiders?  Are you under there?  Come on out!

Come on, mom!

Hurry up with our dinners!

This STILL Isn't What You Think!

Umm...hai...yeah, it's me again...Hollie!

I'm relaxing on my new favorite blankie.

No matter where the lady puts this in my room, I like to lay on it...

I'm not really one to sit on the lady's lap.  Oh, sure, sometimes she'll pick me up and I'll sit with her for a bit.  Well, when we hang out together she sometimes uses my favorites blankie to cover her feets.

Yeah, that's me sitting on the lady...sort of...I'm mostly on the end of the blankie.  Oh, but it's not what you think!  It's not like I like her or anything...it's just that it's my favorite blankie, like I said, and it just happens to be on the lady...yeah...

Wordless Wednesday: The Way We Were

As organized by Kizzie!

Meow! Meow! Meow!

Hi mom!

Yes, yes I was calling you...

When mom is in another room I sometimes holler and holler.

Say... as long as you're here,

She finds me sittin with my fav'rite toy.

Wormy and I want to play!

She always throws wormy away and I have to run up the

ramps to rescue him!

(And then, after the second toss...)

Sorreh wormy!

Ok...how 'bout we do something else?

The Helping Paw

Hi Mom.  I see you did some shoppin.

Why don't you let me help you out with these...

You go ahead and relax.

Even better, go on outside with Wriggley and I'll get into this bag finish putting things away for you.

Would you believe mom did not accept my offer?!?

I don't understand...

Mom just doesn't know good kitty help when she sees it!

Wordless Wednesday: I'm Ignoring You



Toesday with Minnie

Yello!

It's me again...Minnie!

The Lounge Kats commented yesterday about how mom's can be such party poopers...

You know, not lettin us go 'splorin outside, keepin us off counters and outa stuff an all.

Well, you won't believe what I found!  I have proof our mom really is a party pooper!

Just lookit her business card:

Sorry for the blurry pic-sher; the most important thing is

that my pawsie is in focus...

Do you see what it says?!?  She is her department's self-proclaimed Party Pooper!

And work-aholic that she is, she's practicin her party pooperishness here at home on us!

YoW!

What's a kitty to do?!?

Will our mom never let us have any fun?!?

Help!

This Isn't What You Think, Either!

Mom's been outside playin with Wriggley.

When they come in, I'm sittin here by the front door waitin.

Oh, but it's not what you think!  It's not like I miss them or anything.

I'm not lookin for treats either (I know mom doesn't have any on her when they're just out playing).

Since my last adventure outside, I'm always hopin for another chance to get out...

 

If only mom would just... move... her legs...

Sigh!


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Edited to add: I almost made it out the door this evening but mom blocked me with her legs and squished my head!
Yow!

Places, Everybuddy!

The heater's on!

Find your air-blowy vent and take your place for maximum heat exposure and comfort.

Smidgen?

 

Check!

Minnie?

Check!

Carry on!

Hope you are enjoying a warm Sunday!

March Madness!

Any basketball fans out there?

Well, Wriggley is an avid b-baller and he wanted everybuddy to get in the spirit!

(Click here for a direct link.)

(The bit at the end is pretty old, but it's just classic Wriggley, mol!)