This is what morning look like here when we’re all tired.
This is really amusing, in that almost a year ago to the day, RUN DMReenie was getting down to Christmas in Hollis Morges.
Tag: cats
Cat and blanket
Never seen a cat love a blanket so much.
Purr purr bitey bitey
Tolstoy is happy for pets, until he isn’t. Then he gives you a warning bite.
Give me cheese, human!
Human! Human! Give me cheese, human! Oy! Stop ignoring me!
Easter cat?
In vague parallel with the cadbury Easter bunny, Tolstoy is trying to hatch a clutch of rubber ducks.
That cat has issues
For as long as we have had her, Reenie manages to find the oddest, most uncomfortable sleeping spots. In the summer, she’ll routinely use the patio door doorframe guide rail as a pillow. This morning? Her (full) water bowl.
Cathole…
My cat is an ass, part 2
Is it dead?
That moment when you have to poke the cat to check if it’s still alive…
And yesterday, while a big black (geriatric) lab was just on the ground beside the sofa:
Cats can’t be bovvered
Katy and I spent most of Sunday moving furniture around the flat. The cats were having none of that shit…