I am so going to get you for this, thumb-monkey…
I am so going to get you for this, thumb-monkey…
I am so going to get you for this, thumb-monkey…
I am so going to get you for this, thumb-monkey…
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From Hell’s heart I stab at thee!*
Dude, little overdramatic that.
Drama tastes delicious!
Okay, maybe “stab at thee ” was a bit over the top for the catsitters.
Is that food you have? I like food.
Who cares about food, all is woe and weeping.
Speaking of overdramatic…
Trust the dog to bring disrepute on the castle. Sigh.
Y’all disrepute all you want to, I’ll be over here napping.
Ditto.
*With thanks to Matt Kuchta, Mandy Little, and Neil Gaiman for lending me their pets.
What the hell was that noise?
I howl for shame in the cone!*
Dude, chill, it’s not like dogs have any dignity to start with.
Cats. Cats have dignity. We are deep and arty.
And mighty tasty too!
You are ruining the dream, man. Totally ruining the dream.
*Not actually a howl, a yawn.
Lola isn’t happy about the cone, but she’ll be fine in a few days.
A special behind the scenes look at the art of Friday Cat Blogging.
Shown here, our professional photographer and our cat fluffer.*
Hey, I never got a fluffer!
I don’t want a fluffer.
I want those treats, but they’re too far away
I want faarrr. That’s fire in Southern.
*With apologies to my brother-in-law Sean Murphy, and Bill Henry