It’s essential to stay hydrated when temperatures soar.
Don’t drink out of the silly bowls the Humans provide for you. Drink exclusively from the drippy faucet of youth.
Seriously, it’s at least 9 times more hydrating than regular water.
Depending on the Google result you consult, I’m at least 80 years old.
I don’t look a day over 60, though, do I?
When temperatures soar, discerning young Lions eschew the couch, bench and cubby holes of the Private Members-only Cat Club in favor of the glass table top.
If you close your eyes, you may even have visions of ice fishing.
Say hello to Freeda, a gorgeous, sassy Tortie like me. Purrs, Amber
My Cat Tree is great for cardio, for strength work, for claw-sharpening and for naps.
Maybe if your exercise equipment included napping options, you Humans would be more likely to use it.
Meet Bertie, a handsome, blogging Tuxedo Cat. No one does it like us Tuxies! Purrs, Phelps
Let your body relax, but let everybody know that the couch is yours with your yellow headlamp, laser eyes.
Protect your “Me” time.
The Meowies say it’s rude to hover, but I’m ever so hungry.
I ate 5 minutes ago, i.e. an ETERNITY.
Hurry up Uncle Charlie! I’m starving.
Back off Monday!
The Jungle Queen has not finished weekending yet.
A truly fabulous series of posts about Cats being Aristocats. Enjoy! Purrs, Queen Amber and Princesses Lily and Luna
If you are a Woofie, you may need to wait for the Humans to offer you a pillow.
If you’re a Cat, you simply take possession of what’s rightfully yours.