Sushi for dinner, Humans?
Yes, please!
Now where are my chopsticks?
–Luna
Government Regulations
Please fetch me a fishing pole, Human Mommy.
What do you mean I need a fishing license to fish in my own private goldfish and Koi pond?!
Great, just great.
My breakfast plans are ruined due to nonsensical government regulations.
–Darth Vader
Dishwasher Inspection
How will you know if your dishes are really clean unless we sniff-inspect them for you?
You’re welcome, Humans.
–Chief Inspector Lily and Lieutenant Sniffer Luna
Crepes and Cafe-au-lait
Crepes and Cafe-au-lait for breakfast?
Don’t mind if I do.
–Darth Vader
A Little Help Here!
Sometimes you have to swallow your pride and ask for help.
Help, Human Mommy! The Millenial Meowie is swallowing my dinner!
What’s that? No, I can’t politely ask her to move.
The Millenial Meowie has murder mittens!
–Stella
(Thanks to Samantha Murdoch for this wonderful description of Meowie paws. Check out samanthamurdochblog.)
Overtime
What do you mean you are going to “Work” and don’t have time to fetch my first Meowmosa of the weekend?
But it’s Caturday!!
“Overtime,” you say.
I hate “Overtime.”
–Luna
Paleo Diet
What’s this Humans?
Is this a bowl of canned, ground, mass-produced Cat Food?
No, thank you.
In the summer months, I follow a strict, raw food, paleo diet, inspired by my cousins the Lions.
–Finnegan
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