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Friday, January 31, 2014

Friday Lunchtime Tuxedos

It's a grand old 36ยบ right now so our man Rocco's out of his cave and happy, happy, happy.  In such a good mood that he just couldn't possibly choke down his Friskies Ocean Whitefish.

Mais non! Today is a tuna day.

I understand.

And for this I get loved up to no end. Not complaining. He's THIS close to climbing into my lap. I just know it!

Coco, seen below, is relaxing and getting ready for her noon bath while ensconced in The Amazing Bob's recliner. He'd been sitting there -- peacefully reading the paper, minding his own business when this giant bully of a feline pushed him out. It's her MO. She's just horribly cruel like that. Thar's how she rolls and, embarrassingly, we let her walk all over us. But you knew that.

Training Your Human (author unknown -- full poem at the link)

Training your human is a thankless task.
"Why bother with it?", some kittens may ask.
The fate of the world is the issue at hand,
as felines worldwide stake a claim for their land.
Make no bones about it, we cats own the joint.


Just what does training your human entail?
A host of fun things you must do without fail:
The sofas and rugs need a little makeover.
The La-Z-Boy's target for kitty takeover.


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