Happy Friday! This week went by relatively quickly, which was nice – faster to get to the weekend! It started off with a vet appointment for Harley, which you’ll see below. But other than that, just another average week in the Chatty Cats household. We hope you had a great week.
Here’s what the cats were up to this week!
Do Not Disturb
Mama: There you are!
Sophie: Go away, I’m hiding in the closet.
Mama: Can I join you?
Sophie: Get your own closet.
Mama: This is my closet.
Sophie: … Get your own shelf.
Woodrow: ∗scratch scratch scratch∗
Mama: Got it?
Mama: Got it.
Uh oh…it starts with the tortie trying to suppress it, but she quickly realizes a yawn has taken hold. Photo 3 is this daring girl’s last attempt to rein it in. But that’s not happening. She gives a tiny tortie roar in photos 5 and 6, showing her displeasure that she couldn’t contain it. Photo 7 finally sees the yawn come to a close – and then – what’s that? A teensy giggle and a grin. Olive hopes her ladylike status remains intact. And with that, she wishes you a Happy Sunday.
Harley: Give it to me straight, Mama. How’d I do?
Harley: I knew it. All that studying and exam prep paid off!
Mama: You studied and prepped for your vet exam?
Harley: Doesn’t everyone?
Harley had a kidney values recheck today for his chronic kidney disease. Overall, the vet is happy with his values, but she’s very happy that he’s gained a bit of weight. Yay, Harley! So for now, our routine remains the same until his next recheck in a few months.
Mama: Penny for your thoughts.
Dexter: Mama, it’s 2021. A penny can’t buy anything.
Mama: Okay, but…
Dexter: A nickel. No less!!
Sophie: Mama, I may require your assistance.
Sophie: I likely require your assistance.
Sophie: Put the camera down and help me!
Mama: Just one more. 📸
Sophie opens these curtains daily that are blocking off a section of the closet so she can hang out in there. Occasionally, her claws get stuck. Today she rolled herself over while stuck and created this little predicament. Don’t worry, she can unhook herself – she just likes to look helpless to ensure maximum sympathy from her interweb friends. (Don’t encourage her!!)
Perfect Perfect Woodrow
Woodrow: How’s it look?
Mama: Your belly looks super clean.
Woodrow: And my tail?
Woodrow: I think I’ll keep going. It’s not perfect perfect yet.
Mama: I see what you mean. ∗whispering∗ No I don’t.
Bonus Friday Photos
Sophie loves her Dexter.
Have a wonderful weekend!