Grammy Cat got Human Daddy a pillow decorated with Doggoes for his birthday…

…and now it is mine.
Thank you, Grammy Cat! You have the best taste in gifts, especially of the pillow variety.
—Xena
Grammy Cat got Human Daddy a pillow decorated with Doggoes for his birthday…

…and now it is mine.
Thank you, Grammy Cat! You have the best taste in gifts, especially of the pillow variety.
—Xena
We love Cosmo and Sunny, no question about it.

Still, sometimes it’s lovely to enjoy some snuggly Girl Time in a sun puddle.
—Xena and Stella
I am the Tiger Queen and I want to lounge on the window seat, but Amber insists that empresses, such as herself, the Tortie Empress, outrank queens.
Plus she’s my senior and my mother.

I guess I’ll just have to make do with a window-adjacent spot as my Cat Mom hogs the window.
I’m not happy about it, but it’s much too hot to launch an attack against the Empire.
Plus, attacks against the Empire never end well.
I know my mom.
—Lily
As usual, Human Mommy is grumbling and groaning as she performs the clickety-clackety typing she calls “work.”
I think it’s time for her to take a pause to admire my Paws…

…with their extraordinary under-Paw Floof.
—Sunny
On hot, steamy days such as today…

…one has no choice but to let it all hang out,
—Phelps
Human Mommy is not the best Fan Operator.
Actually, she is the worst.
She usually puts it on low and always sets it to oscillate, which means that sometimes you receive temporary, insufficient relief from the unbearable heat, but mostly you stay hot.

Fortunately, Human Daddy is a competent, decisive Fan Operator who never messes with silly oscillations and always sets the fan to high.
—Cosmo
I am in high alert status because I have detected something happening in the kitchen…

…and I wonder if it’s for me.
—Cosmo
What do I want, Human Mommy?
I trust that’s a rhetorical question…

…because I’m making it super obvious that I want, no, I need TEMPTATIONS!
—Darth Vader
It is unconscionable that the Lion King is confined indoors…

…when he should be gamboling and gallivanting outside, as is his right, on this delightfully hot, steamy summer evening.
—Finnegan
Whatcha’ looking at, Human Mommy?

Oh, right, ME!!
‘Cause I’m just the cutest.
—Xena