Uncategorized

It’s finally Friday and you know there’s only one way to celebrate, Human Mommy.

That’s right! Tummy Rub!

–Sunny

Casually draped tail, balletically extended paw, upside down head…

Graceful repose achieved.

–Phelps

Nobody could possibly be so cruel as to displace the perfectly curled Princess from her chosen napping spot…

…could they, Human Mommy?

–Luna

Sometimes black holes absorb a sun.

If you’re the sun, it’s best not to struggle and just go with it.

–Sunny

Yet another grey winter day has come and gone without even a flake of snow.

I am feeling quite down and have retreated to the Sleeping Cloud for consolation.

–Cosmo

What am I doing, Humans? Why do you ask?

I’m innocently enjoying nature in a tree.

Now if a snack were to flutter by, I can’t promise I wouldn’t indulge.

Fresh air peeks one’s appetite, no?

–Luna

It’s always the right time…

…for a Tummy Rub!

–Sunny

Human Daddy is giving kisses and skritches to someone other than me.

Of course I’m on high alert as I prepare to intervene.

–Xena

No one lounges as convincingly…

…as the Biggest, Baddest, Blackest and Whitest Boss Cat.

–Phelps

Human Daddy is doing something in the kitchen, Papa Cosmo.

Do you suppose it’s dinner?

Oh, I hope it’s dinner, Little Xena. Not a moment too soon!

–Xena and Cosmo