Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Lent Vent

So today the Human explained that we are entering Lent which means *I* am supposed to give something up, or be merciful, or perform good deeds.

Well, I tell ya what, you can count me out of this season, Lady. Mardi Gras was one thing, but this Lent stuff is just not gonna be happening. 

But go ahead. Knock yourself out. I'll be watching.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Laissez les bons temps rouler

I was ambushed by Mardi Gras, Kitties. Actually, it wouldn't be so bad if there were a nice LadyCat to toss me some more beads. 
Position Available Immediately.
Apply within.
Salary negotiable.

Monday, February 8, 2016


there were treats galore, but they was "not for the Kitty." 
What, I wonder, does that even mean?

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Sunday Selfie: The Name is Butt, Bubble Butt

Can you even believe what happened when I set the timer to go off during my nap? Why, you'd almost think someHuman did this on porpoise! Surely my Mancatly Physique has not come to this, Kitties. Oh surely not!
And I'll take my Niptini shaken, not stirred.

Saturday, February 6, 2016


On the other side of town (not so very far, either, as San Francisco is a tiny place), wild and crazy people are doing wild and crazy things. But not me and the Human. We are having a chill (but not chilly) Caturday and wondering how much energy to expend on cleaning up around here (A: Not very much). Hope all you Denver & Carolina fans are stocking up on brewskis and mixing up the guacamole! 

Thursday, February 4, 2016

What the Heck Are You Doin'?

Whatever it is, please stop it right now and leave me in peace here on your comfy pillows. I'm busy furrin' 'em up real good, and you're distracting me from my work. Got it? Good. Now go find something else to do.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

            Portrait of the Blogger as a Hep Cat

I don't always post about biting the heads off QBs, but when I do I follow it up with a nice original art piece, hand-drawn by King P's Aiti (clickity), one of the Human's Besties. Don't I look fantastic? And, to complete the original portrait, my purple beddy, hand-crocheted by (you guessed it) the multi-talented Aiti. It's a good thing *someHuman* spoils me, Kitties, else I'd be biting heads off with abandon, one after another and nobody wants that. I thank you with enormous feline enthusiasm, Aiti, and I will send the Human out for a suitable frame once the Stupid Bowl is over.