What’s that, sweet Birdies? No, there’s no Huntress here…
Just a new, harmless, highly unobtrusive grey and white stone, placed in proximity to the existing stones and, coincidentally, to the Birdie feeder and bath.
Just in case you fancy perching on a new stone after your snack or ablutions…
–Luna
To emerge or not to emerge from one’s Royal Cave?
Such is the deep question facing the Lion King.
–Finnegan
It is a fine, balmy spring evening…
…to be a handsome House Panther on a cool stone path.
–Darth Vader
Who goes there?
Who dares disturb the Jungle Empress with kissy-kissy sounds?
–Amber
I chomped through a thick bully stick in 30 seconds flat. Now I must rest.
That is my digestive process.
–Cosmo
Yes, I am ignoring you, Human Mommy.
Birdie TV is much more entertaining than your clickety-clackety typing.
–Amber
Oh, what a lovely evening…
…for a refreshing drink…
…in the green, green garden.
–Finnegan
Oh, yeah! Right there… That’s the spot!
Whatever you do, Human Mommy, don’t stop!
–Sunny
In the Private-Members-Only-Cat-and-Woofie Club, sometimes erroneously referred to as the front porch, there is a Cat couch and a Woofie couch…
…and never the twain shall meet.
–Senior Club Member Phelps et. al.
It’s not Tuesday yet, so maybe I should hint at a Tummy Rub, instead of demanding it.
Oh, drat… Human Mommy isn’t getting it!
Tummy Rub NOW!
Please.
–Sunny
