Friday Catblogging: Watching Me, Watching You

Della Street and Oscar love sitting on the trunk that serves as our coffee table. They’re always watching. Hopefully, my friend Lex is wrong and they’re not part of an alien scouting party:


The post title is an excuse to post this paranoid Tull tune. I’m sneaky that way:


6 thoughts on “Friday Catblogging: Watching Me, Watching You

  1. gratuitous says:

    You keep on believing they’re not an alien scouting party, pally. Since you sometimes amuse them and bring them food, they’ll enslave you last.

  2. Peter Adrastos Athas says:

    They’ve already enslaved us. I’m just glad they don’t have opposable thumbs.

    • gratuitous says:

      I thought it would be churlish to point that out, but yeah, you’re already a serf.

  3. Peter Adrastos Athas says:

    Serf’s Up. Where is Brian Wilson when you need him?

  4. clark says:

    I for one welcome our new alien car overlords.

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