The heat has crept back up this week. High 90s. I checked the forecast and it will be in the low 90s for the foreseeable future. How fun. In non-weather news, Ross and I are volunteering at the Best Friends Su-Purrr Adoption event this weekend in Los Angeles. It is the group’s first ever cat and kitten focused adoption event! I promised the cats we wouldn’t come home with any new friends. What are you up to this weekend?
“I said please!”
Harley: Mama, may I please have some pets?
Mama: Oh, you want pets now? Do you remember yesterday when you attacked my arm for petting you?
Harley: Yeeesssss, but that was yesterday.
Harley sits on this ottoman once or twice a day while I work and then jumps up onto my desk, plopping down in front of my keyboard. Yesterday, he decided he was over pets and let me know it. Um, excuse me, but you’re on MY desk, Harley!
Sophie: Mama, Olive locked me outside in the catio again.
Mama: Stop pouncing on her.
Sophie: I didn’t! I swear!
Mama: What did you do this time then?
Sophie: I may or may not have tooted.
Proceed With Caution
Olive: I’m ready for my pedi, Mama.
Mama: Oh, you’re going to cooperate this time?
Olive: We’ll see.
Woodrow: (softly) Wha? Wha’d you say, Mama?
Mama: We’re out of treats.
Woodrow: (whispering) Oh no.
Mama: It’s okay. I’ll go shopping today.
Woodrow: (softly) Kay.
Dexter: Mama, I don’t appreciate this heat.
Mama: Come inside then.
Dexter: Will you carry me? It’s too hot to move.
Mama: Sure, but don’t tell Sophie. She’ll demand to be carried everywhere.
Dexter: I know, she’s such a baby. Now come get me!!! I’m hot!
Sophie: Mama, help! I’ve melted!
Mama: Stop being dramatic. It’s not that hot out…yet.
Sophie: Bring toona! Toona will cure me.
Mama: The tuna will be inside in the air-conditioned house.
Sophie: Can. Not. Move. Deliver toona to catio.
Sweet Tortie Alert!
Mama: Who’s the sweetest tortie around?
Olive: Is it me, Mama?
Mama: It’s you, Olive!
Olive: Aww, Mama, you’re making me blush!
Bonus Friday Chat
Eddie: Ma, I can’t make it.
Mama: What are you doing?
Eddie: I’m trying to get to my water bowl.
Mama: You guys are so dramatic. You live in an air-conditioned house.
Eddie: Cover me in ice cubes, Ma. Ice cubes, stat!
Hope you have a cool weekend and that your pets aren’t too dramatic.