Happy Friday! Do you want to know what one of the best feelings in the world is? Waking up in the middle of the night with a cat cuddled in the crook of your arm. Thank you, Dexter!
Here’s what the cats were up to this week!
Olive: The fierce tortie huntress stalks silently across the terrain in search of her next meal, her hunting skills unparalleled.
Mama: You’re going the wrong way, Olive. Your food dish is over here.
Olive: The fierce tortie huntress makes a sharp u-turn, still mapping the contours of this unfamiliar terrain.
Sophie: Pee-yew! Someone has stinky feet.
Mama: I’m sure you’re not talking about my feet.
Sophie: I’m sure I am.
Mama: Then maybe get out from under my blanket.
Sophie: Maybe get some foot deodorant.
Mama: I didn’t hear that.
Sophie: Well, I said it pretty loudly!
Sophie likes to climb under the blanket at the end of the bed. She’s our only cat that enjoys being under the blankets. Dexter will climb under if he’s scared, but Sophie climbs under just because (like she did this morning). Does your cat enjoy being under the blankets?
Harley: Mama, get my binoculars!
Mama: Spying on the neighborhood kitty again?
Harley: He’s sniffing our plants. OUR plants, Mama! How can you be okay with that?
Mama: I better go outside and see if kitty wants some pets.
Harley: Traitor! Don’t touch him, Mama. Don’t you do it!
Mama: I’m pretty sure it’s a female.
Harley: Well this changes everything…be still my beating heart.
There’s a new kitty outside in the neighborhood. Black and white, very pretty. I don’t know who it belongs to, but he (she?) is well-fed, clean, not afraid of people, and clearly not a stray. I’ve caught our cats watching closely through the window.
Gotcha Day Kitty
Mama: Happy Gotcha Day, Woodrow!
Woodrow: Thanks, Mama! Same to you!
Mama: No, I gotcha you. It’s your gotcha day.
Woodrow: But I gotcha you too! We gotcha each other, Mama!
Mama: Aww, you’re so sweet.
Alarm Clock Kitty
Mama: What’s wrong, Dexter?
Dexter: My alarm went off, but it’s so early.
Mama: Why’d you set an alarm?
Dexter: I’ve got a busy day at work and those spreadsheets aren’t gonna format themselves!
Mama: So you’re the one messing with my keyboard!
Dexter: I think you mean increasing office productivity.
Mama: Stay off my computer.
Dexter: Fine, I’ll cover the phones. Is lunch being catered today? If so, I’ll take tuna on rye.
Sophie: Hands off, Mama! I can do it myself!
Sophie: ∗grunt∗ ∗reach∗ ∗sigh∗
Sophie: I can’t reach da button.
Mama: That’s okay, selfies are hard.
Olive: Mama, is it treat time?
Mama: You know the treat schedule.
Olive: I forgot it.
Mama: I find that hard to believe.
Olive: Well, I find your lack of treat distribution hard to believe.
Bonus Friday Blooper
Dexter: Ya’ll have a good weekend, ya hear?
We hope you have a wonderful weekend!