Slothful Sunday... Sorta

Zaphoid looks perturbed, "There is a woman

in the kitchen with dad putting paper on the floor!!!"

 "And part of the pear tree we love to climb

that daddy says is too close to the house

split in two (or maybe thirds) and fell onto the roof!!"

"Mom and some people next door have already

taken some of it down but mom said we'd need

someone with a chainsaw to get the rest of it down."

"I'm more worried about the fact that they put

our food in the front bathroom!!

At least they didn't put it into

the laundry room with our litterbox!!!"

"What was that they said??  I hope they are

going to end up with our food back in the kitchen!!"

"I need the number for the

National Association for the Abuse

of Siamese Mixed Cats Whose

Food is Put in Other Rooms??"

"Well, I'll just have to do it later.  I've got to do my nails!"

"Hands off my food!! etcetera"

(and you can get anything here from T-shirts to pet bowls to mugs to ...)

Shhhhhh!!! Someone's Sleeping!!

Mister Kitten?  Are you asleep?

I've heard that sleeping makes your weight go down.

Wow!  How many cats can fall asleep doing yoga??

I know you're flexible, this makes... now wait!

You weigh 19 pounds now!!!

Tom likes to teach synchronized sleeping as well as graceful lounging.

 (goes to both sections - things you use/wear)

Is It Friday Yet??

Last night there was a ninja cat in my bathroom.  No, really!!  A black cat on a black bathroom rug can not be see by the light of a nightlight.  He can, however be felt by the feet of someone used to stumbling upon cats in the night.  This was a good thing last night.  He also slept with me for a wee bit.  This morning Timmy was in the well again.  ::shakes head::  Zaphy and Thomas kept telling us about it.  Thomas was not inclined to let me know what he wanted so I finally escorted, ahem, him outside.  Odd, the moment I did he stopped complaining and perked up.  ::rolls eyes::

As for Zaphy, he wanted morning treats.  Well, and a nice place for a nap.  He kept nudge at the drapes on the window behind our bed.  He's never really been able to explore it before with the old waterbed frame.  But now we're using the pegged bed frame that my husband made for us to use in our medieval period tent.  He nudged and nudged and I gave in and pulled up the blinds.  He looked out for a minute, looked over at his window ledge, looked at the vastly smaller one on this ledge (which he could tell he wouldn't fit on!!) and decided to curl up behind my back.

Now the girlchild & I just have to get ready to go drive this afternoon for about an hour to pick up the boychild after his graduation from chess camp!

"Bushwah!  Do I look like a cat who would spend

his time camping out all night on a black rug?

Don't answer that!"

"Meom!!  Timmys in the well!!!"

"Meom!!  Meom!!  I swear!!  I swear!!

Timmys in the weeeeellllll!!!!!!"

"What??  I didn't say a word."

points to the clothing/other things page