Author: sevencatsandcounting

This is no longer a chair.

Now it is a throne because I have installed my Royal Self upon it.

–Lily

Why are you panting like that, Sunny? Did you overdo it on Zoomies or something?

No, Xena, I’m actually hyperventilating. There’s a thunderstorm and I really, REALLY don’t like that!

–Xena and Sunny

Sometimes the Biggest, Baddest, Blackest, and Whitest Boss Cat allows a Junior Cat to occupy the highest platform of the Most Sacred Cat Tree.

Make no mistake, though. The Bestest, Highest platform is still mine.

–Phelps

You are working on spreadsheets on a Saturday, Human Mommy.

Could you be more pathetic?

–Lily

Napping is serious business.

Don’t let anyone tell you anything different.

–Amber

Especially with summer drawing to a close…

…basking in buttery sun puddles is more important than ever.

–Amber

You worked hard, Human Mommy, doing whatever you do with your clickety-clackety typing.

Time to relax.

–Lily

My Sniffer tells me that there used to be chicken in this Tupperware but my eyes tell me that it is now empty.

Why didn’t you share the chicken with me, Human Daddy?

–Cosmo

Chin skritch?

Yes, please!

–Sunny

The Biggest, Baddest, Blackest and Whitest Boss Cat does not always guard the stairs…

…but when I do, no one goes up or down without paying the toll in full.

Especially the Woofies.

–Phelps