Happy Friday! Have you all survived the first week of the time change? Even with falling back, I’m still tired. I wish we’d just do away with the time change. I think the cats would be happy with that too. No “late” dinners!
Here’s what the cats were up to this week!
Harley: Mama, someone said you’re handing out treats in here.
Mama: I’m not sure who said that.
Harley: Well, is it true or did I waste my time coming in here?
Mama: I don’t have any treats.
Harley: Gah! Waste of time.
Mama: But I have hugs!
Harley: You know, Mama, sometimes I really don’t appreciate your sense of humor.
Sophie: Well, that was a productive Saturday.
Mama: What’d you do?
Sophie: Napped, snacked, played, napped some more and then cleaned out my purse.
Mama: Oh, so you found it?
Sophie: Sorry, I meant I cleaned out your purse. We’re out of mints. But smell my breath!
A beautiful tortie for your Sunday enjoyment. ❤
Time Change Woes
Woodrow: Mama, this time change got me like…
When the sun hits your face…you smile.☀️😸
Sophie: Mama, dinner is late again.
Mama: No, it’s not. I explained about the time change.
Sophie: According to my tummy, dinner is late. And you know that tummy time rules all.
Mama: If I went by your tummy time, dinner would be every 30 minutes.
Sophie: Okay, let’s try that.
Mama: That’s not what I meant.
Sophie: You’re right. 35 minutes might be more realistic in the long run. We’ll let Tummy have the final decision.
Mama: Harley, your whiskers are so impressive.
Harley: Thank you, Mama. So are yours.
Harley’s whiskers curl forward. Does anyone else have a cat whose whiskers do that?
Bonus Friday Photos
Dexter…then and now.
Have a wonderful weekend!