Happy Caturday

Don't you just hate it when there's a line at the exhibit?!

How can I study the composition, the textures, the deeper meaning of what the artist
was really trying to say here, with someone's tiny ears in the way??

Finally, it's my turn. No distractions!

Mom luffs this time of year. She always goes out and looks for
cool new stuff to clutter up add to our environment.

Cornelius, Negotiator

Good morning! We have a conundrum here at Chez Whiskeratti.  So the Lady asked me to see if I could help....

Two days ago a noisy stranger showed up and scared my bestie Toby ... wait.... whispers... ok, Toby was really checking security upstairs, he wasn't scared at all. Anyway, when Mom went looking for him, she found him where he shouldn't have been.

 

This lovely lady is Chloe, of The Secret Life of Pets fame. She graciously agreed to create a dramatic re-enactment of where Toby was found. (We're lucky to have her, she's quite the talented actress!). "Save it green boy, I'm just here for the cream puffs".

Toby, being the brilliant (and motivated) feline he is, neatly bypassed the first two stair blockades,

but he couldn't manage to actually get into the attic itself.  So he perched here.
Until the Lady dragged him down and - this is where the problem arises -
shut the bedroom door entirely. Now nobody can get in. 

Not while it's brutally hot. We can't risk another Medical Adventure.

And this is really ticking off the Princess, she of the snout smacking tendencies.

She can't go in and lounge on the bed as she loves to do. So she's mad at my bestie.

And my boy Toby isn't happy about being denied access either. 

On the plus side.... I think Chloe kinda likes me!

Hmm... I could like you a whole lot more if you ordered me a pizza...

Wordless Wednesday

Mancat Monday

 

Mom says this entire week is gonna be full of mega H O T T s.

So we're planning on relaxing a lot. Which is pretty much what we do anyway.

 

You know, there is nothing at all un-mancat-ly about liking a little bit of lace.

Just sayin'.

Happy Caturday....

or, Dude, my head!!! If you heard a rumor that Chez Whiskeratti had a MAJOR nip party, you heard right.

In fact, we had such a great time Mom STILL can't find Leia's little blue hamster.

Just between us, we aren't even sure where it went. Seriously, it was a wild night.

And after all great parties.... comes a whole lot of sleep.

Have a great weekend, furriends (just watch the nip usage!)

Thankful Thursday

Mom wanted me to thank all our furriends who expressed concern for me. I thanked her this morning by doing something I haven't done in maybe 7 years.. I brought my favoritest nip toy to her while she was in bed.  I used to do that constantly, but we moved and I stopped.

However, *I* want you to know that moms are TOTAL fussbudgets. I was fine, really. Ok, a little wobbly, and there was that heavy panting thing, but honestly I was gonna get up and walk it off ANY minute there.

Anyways, would you look at what they DID TO ME??

They.. they...  DENUDED me! Both legs! Do you KNOW how long it's going to take for all my handsome orange furs to grow back? !

Meow about over reaction. Honestly.

Miss Purritto Presents

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