Dr. A calls this picture, “Ya lookin’ at me?” That sums it up. We live in a Dellacentric world and we’re only here to serve Della Street. That makes us typical cat people…
Yes indeed. First thing we do in the morning is feed our five cats, let them in, let them out, let them in, let them out.
In Della’s defense, that star on a spring is kinda creepy. What’s it so happy about, huh?
Oscar loves the star thingee. It is, however, a bit odd.
How do your floors look so good? Ours have scratches and gouges from our three fur balls.
My big orange cat baby never looked quite so imperious, but my now-departed dark gray tabby had that lookdown. It’s a girl thing, I’m convinced, or maybe my big guy is just a fluffy goofball.
Kitchen floor is kinda grungy, Cleo, that’s the best bit.
looks like cat is saying-‘yeah, right, this is for amusement?’ my cats steal my dentil floss. and i keep finding sting in new places.
Why is Gordon Sumner hiding in pansypoo’s home?
string. no sting. : (.
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