Author: sevencatsandcounting

Stroke my tummy, Human Mommy. What could go wrong?

Left front Murder Mitten deployed. Back Murder Mittens activated.

You really should know better, Human Mommy.

–Lily

The best thing about snoozing under my Catsmas Tree is the smell…

…and also knowing that it’s mine, no matter what Uncle Phelps might think.

–Luna

Weee! Look at me!

I’m the tallest Doggo!

–Sunny

I am pleased to report that I have reclaimed the uppermost perch of the Most Sacred Cat Tree, while maintaining control of my Catsmas Tree.

Order has been restored.

–Phelps

Uncle Phelps is getting a bit demanding and crotchety in his old age, so I guess I can give him my Catsmas Tree.

But I am taking the top perch of the Most Sacred Cat Tree in exchange.

–Luna

Silly Junior Cat! The Catsmas Tree isn’t hers.

It’s mine.

–Phelps

I hereby claim the Catsmas Tree…

…as mine and only mine.

Be merry elsewhere, Woofies.

–Luna

My Human inhumanely locked me out of the bathroom while she took a shower.

Unacceptable. She tanked my first meta bathroom usage study in my new bathroom.

I am therefore establishing a comfortable, permanent bathroom outpost so that this can never happen again.

–Louie, Senior Lap Muffin Correspondent

Feeling particularly antisocial?

Become a sullen loaf, facing the wall.

–Phelps

When ice fishing with your Humans…

…it’s mighty important to keep your paws warm.

–Lola, Special Minnesota Guest Contributor