Happy Friday! Only a few more sleeps until Christmas. Are you all set with your holiday shopping or will you head out in the shopping madness this weekend? We’ve done most of our shopping online this year, but I still like to browse for little items. So, I may venture out. Wish me luck!
Here’s what the cats were chatting about this past week.
Sing it, Dexter! (Harley on backup vocals)
Dexter: It’s Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiday! 🎶
No Cheesecake for Sophie
Sophie: Hey, Mama. Can I haz some of that pumpkin cheesecake?
Sophie: Mama!!! I said please!
When all you want to do is eat a piece of pumpkin cheesecake in bed without being bothered. Woodrow was on the other side giving me the same look.
Dexter: Woodrow, are you sure there’s nothing in my stocking?
Woodrow: Nothing, nada, zilch.
Dexter: I thought I saw Mama putting some treats in there for me.
Woodrow: Well yeah, but I ate those days ago. Gosh, Dexter. Keep up.
Olive: Hey Dexter, will you give me a grooming?
Dexter: Uh, sure. Right now? Ergmph. Okay.
Olive will walk up to Dexter sometimes and just lean into him, regardless of what he’s doing (like napping, as he was doing here). He usually obliges and starts grooming her. What a nice boy, that Dexter.
Mama: Aww, you two are so cute. Can I join you?
Sophie: Look at my face, Mama. What does it say?
Mama: You’re looking very handsome, Harley.
Harley: That’s why they call me Handsome Harley.
Mama: Who calls you that?
Harley: Pretty much everyone, like everywhere. It’s starting to go to my head, Mama. My big handsome head!
Woodrow is a…cat?
Woodrow: I bet you can’t touch my paw, Sophie. I have cat-like reflexes.
Sophie: You ARE a cat, Woodrow.
Woodrow: Well, duh! But come on, try to touch my paw. Come on, try!
Sophie: Get your stinky paw away from my face.
Woodrow: You can’t touch it, can you. That’s cuz I’m quick like a cat!
Bonus Friday Photo
Dexter: Mama, I got a present in the mail! Who sent it?
Mama: It’s from your Secret Paw! And that’s not just for you, you know. You have to share it with everyone else.
Dexter: Nope, I’m pretty sure this is addressed just to me. Let’s open it!
Mama: You have to wait until Christmas.
Dexter: I smell another cat on this box. The cat smells…stunning!
Have a wonderful weekend!