File Under: Our the Mom Is Insane

Furriends, we just don't know what to think. Our Mom LUFFS Darth Maul and she found this online. We really think she might bring it into the house... like we don't have enough of her stuff here as it is. WE think he's a little bit ebil looking; she thinks it's one of the cutest things she's ever seen. We've even heard a SQUEEE or two. Which should only ever be heard when looking at cute kitteh pics.

And she thinks we're crazy....

Semi Sorta Werdless Wednesday

MOMMMMM!!!!

It's 7:30 am already.

Isn't it time for you to leave so I can sleep now?

A Likely Story.

Leia's Tummy

Good moring, furriends! It's way too hot here; we're only able to get Porch Time in the early morning for a few minutes. Mom says the "heat index" was at 110 yesterday. We're not sure what that means, but we do know it means HOT HOT HOT!!

Anyway, Mom was telling me last night how much she luffs my tummy floof. She loves the shading - I've got white, black, gray and cinnamon all mixing together. Then she always wants to snorgle my floof! Hoomins. The things we kittehs must endure.

Stay cool.

The Rest of the Story

Dear Furriends, we haz a confession to make: we aren't really the snuggle bunnies that yesterday's picture hints at. Our the Mom has a lot of pictures of us hanging tight with each other like that, but it's not affection - we were really banding together against cousin Max.

Max and his the Mom lived with us for a few months; he's not a mean dog but he's a Yorkie, and they LUFF to chase and bark at things. Like innocent kittehs. Like us.

Now, Max has gone back to Florida, and we have returned to our usual ways. Leia would snuggle with me all day long if I let her, but I need to be a free ranging mancat, can't be tied down to one ladycat. (Mom's note: free ranging inside the house only).

Wordless Wednesday

Monday. Again.

Monday.

Claims another victim