Happy Friday! And I mean that! I’m so happy it’s Friday. It’s been a long work week and I am very ready for the weekend. How about you? Glad it’s Friday?
Here’s what the cats were up to this week!
Sophie: Dexter, move!
Dexter: I was here first.
Sophie: You’re in my forehead space!
Dexter: I’m not moving.
Sophie: Then I’ll move you with my mind.
Dexter: I’m not feeling anything.
Sophie: You’re smothering my mind rays! My forehead needs ample mind-ray-projecting space!
Harley: Whatcha doing?
Mama: Watching TV.
Harley: Is your show almost over?
Mama: Don’t worry, I know it’s almost snack time.
Harley: Okay, no rush. Just, you know, whenever your show is over.
This boy loves me so much. He follows me to whichever level of the house I’m on. Right now, it’s TV time in the living room downstairs. And yes, he would still follow me even if snack time wasn’t in 5 minutes! I mean, right? Right! (I’m pretty sure…)
Mama: Okay, who nibbled my cheese?
Work From Home Life
Olive: Mama, you’re working too hard. You deserve a break.
Mama: It’s 9 in the morning.
Olive: Exactly. Time for a break!
Mama: You mean time for a snack.
Olive: That’s what I said!
Dexter: I can’t do it, Mama!
Mama: You almost got it. Try holding the bottom of the phone with your paw.
Dexter: Thumbs, Mama! I don’t got ’em!
Harley: Mama, I’ve got a great idea!
Mama: I can tell.
Harley: Cuz of the brilliance emanating from my being?
Mama: Sure, we’ll go with that.
Sophie: Mama, can I get some snackies in my box, please?
Mama: Sure. They’re downstairs.
Sophie: I meant delivered to my box.
Mama: I would, but last time you tipped me with a paper clip.
Sophie: Oopsies, that wasn’t a tip. I need that back. You can bring it with my snackies.
Bonus Friday Bloopers
Dexter: Don’t touch me, Woodrow. Don’t you dare do it.
Stay safe, everyone!