MEOW! It's me, Oreo Kitty. Here I am, hungry AGAIN! Why doesn't this blasted female take care of me? Sigh. I have to climb up behind her throne and paw her hair to get her attention. Sheesh.
Oreo, Reffie doesn't like it when she's sitting on the couch and you attack her from behind.
And what's with my new bed in the dryer? Why can't I lay on those warm towels? Why must she take them from me and get fussy when I resist their release?
Reffie does not want your hair all over the clean towels, you silly cat!
This female is a strange one. She told me she felt discomboobalated and melonchular today. I'm thinking that I don't want to hear about her boobs......unless they are cushy and soft. By the way, I've got nipples.....
Um.....Oreo, it's discombobulated and melancholy.
Melons? Where? They're food, aren't they? No, wait. They're boobs. No more boob talk.
I love it when the female opens the window and lets me smell OUTSIDE but today she said it smelled worse than my litter box. I was most offended.
Oreo, a skunk has sprayed somewhere close. It's not an "outside" smell Reffie enjoys.
A skunk? What's that? Can I play with it? Is it food?
Uh oh. Reffie is coming back inside. You'd better get off the computer, Oreo.
Not before I post a link. I LOVE this cat!
Hum....I wonder what that was all about. The cat just ran off with a goofy look on his face. Evil Twin is watching The Weather Channel hoping for a hurricane. Oh well. I hope everyone has had a good summer. We've finally had some rain and look what it did to my Texas Sage:
And the Lantanas finally bloomed. The hummingbirds are happy!
And Window Cat doesn't care one way or another.