Author: sevencatsandcounting

The King-Size bed feels ever so much more comfortable…

…once the Humans depart for the mysterious place they call “work.”

–Cosmo, Sunny, Stella, and Xena

Eeeeew!

This water tastes of Woofie!

Humans! A Meowie is drinking our water AND criticizing it.

That’s not right.

–Lily and Stella

Yup, I’m a Daddy’s Girl.

Just ask Papa Cosmo.

–Xena

Is the long, hot summer…

…ever going to end?

–Cosmo

ALERT! THE BOWLS ARE EMPTY!!!

ALERT! ALERT! ALERT!

I AM STARVING!!!!!!!!!

–Darth Vader

Please put away your cellphone, Human Mommy.

My muzzle needs a stroke.

–Sunny

Non-members dare not sit in the Private Members-Only Cat Club, sometimes erroneously referred to as the front porch.

First, it’s against the rules.

Second, you don’t have a lint remover sticky enough to un-fur your clothes after sitting upon our couches.

–Phelps

There’s no such thing as lazy…

…especially when the weather is hot enough to singe your whiskers.

–Finnegan and Darth Vader

Let yourself melt on the back deck.

Venture into the AC to resolidify.

Repeat.

–Quicksilver

No, I will not get down.

This is my table.

–Lily