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?
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.
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.
Just because we sprawl together doesn’t mean we are “together.”
We are practicing for the upcoming Mixed Species Synchronized Sprawling Regional Qualifiers.
That’s all that’s going on here.
I sure hope I get a nose kiss when we make it to Nationals!
The uninitiated sometimes ask us Members about the activities and amenities available in our Private Members-Only Cat Club, sometimes erroneously referred to as the front porch.
Tennis? No, although we are not above chasing the occasional loose ball. Golf? No, ditto for the ball chasing. Swimming? No, seriously? We are CATS.
Basically, the Cat Club is all about lounging.
If you are not a Member, you may not understand.
–Phelps, Darth Vader, Quicksilver and Finnegan
I read an informative WordPress Post yesterday.
I learned that, at a mere 15 years old, I am considered “geriatric.”
I don’t feel “geriatric,” not at all.
Just look at how high I can jump!
You Humans do a spring cleaning of the house and yard.
We Cats perform an equally thorough spring grooming of our glossy fur.
–Darth Vader and Phelps
Seriously, Humans, you’re holding up your cellphones and making kissy-kissy noises at me to get me to pose.
Don’t you see that I’m busy procuring breakfast…er…birdwatching?
A Cat in a Rat? Really, paparazzi? You thought this was newsworthy?