Showing posts with label Tuxedo cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tuxedo cats. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Ace Wendell Presley


This is Ace, my new bet friend. It's a long distance relationship, but that's okay. Don't tell her, she thinks I have eyes only for her. Oh, and don't tell what's-her-name--you know. Ace is fluffy and sweet and loves everyone. I can live with that. "Ace, oh Ace, look at me."

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

I Love My Toys

So many toys, she's so good to me. Some though, like the metal spinning thing, make no sense. And what? I'm supposed to carry a purse. Don't humans know there are many non-essentials in life. Just lazing around is enough.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Hey You!


Yeah, yeah, Coltin is leaving. I'm waving, a helpless romantic. If he wasn't so big now, I'd jump on him and lick his sweet face, but he grabs me and pulls out my fur. Sheez! But I'll miss him while he's gone. Gone to Monday--that's a long time. Okay, bye, bye. Love you, you little cheerio face.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Ah, Snoozing in the Afternoon


This is while the sheets were in the dryer. I love that thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, ah, just so relaxing. I think I could use a good brushing, what do you think?

Ah, What a Life

I love it when she changes the sheets. First of all, I get to stretch out on the fluffy white surface and the sun was coming through the windows, and everything is divine. And then when she remakes the bed, wow, I get to hide under the sheet and chase her around as she pulls the corners on. Once I got her good, blood all over the place. And the sheets are white. But I'm not as frisky today, so I stretched out under the sheet and she just made the bed over me. I murmered a bit, but mostly it was just a barrel of monkeys.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

On My Way Out of the Kitchen




What I want to do here is get the bird. Here birdy, birdy, birdy. Why is it so hard to get the bird. Glass ceilings, glass slippers, shattered glass. I stuck my paw in the glass that was half full of water. It was sitting on the counter and I was about to dump it onto the floor, when I heard her get out of bed. Her hearing is sensitive. She knows what I'm up to, but I'm faster. I'm gone in a flash.


Saturday, May 3, 2008

Tuxedo Cats in a Window at Animal Shelter

Sid would like to have new friends. If you know any Tuxedo Cats that would like to hang out with him, be sure to send an email. He's a social cat, and condo living has limited his access to other cat friends. He escapes and runs down the hall when friends visit; there is no place to go--like these kitties at the shelter--but he still has his friend, my grandbaby to play with. Liter mates.

Keywords: Cats, Tuxedo cats.