I have heard the pitter-patter of Baby Meowie and I have been introduced to the Baby Meowie to whom the paws belong.
Soon he will be let out of his safe room, his boundless energy unleashed upon our household.
Is it any wonder I am building up a sleep surplus?
—Cosmo
Hi there! It’s me again. Human Daddy found a name for me.
My name is Apollo. Human Daddy thinks the mark on my nose looks like an “A” and Human Mommy says it reminds her of a rocket.
Either way, I’ve got A LOT of adventures ahead of me!
—Purrs and Pounces, Apollo
Hello! I’m the new guy. I don’t have a name just yet.
But I do have a very tall pillow mountain, as befits a Princeling.
—The New Little Guy
Your couch looks mighty comfy, Darth Vader.
May I join you?
—Sunny
All naps are nice, but this one is particularly lovely.
That’s why I’m smiling in my sleep.
—Sunny
Human Mommy’s clothes go through three stages, clean, dirty, and an indeterminate stage where they sit in a pile and will more than likely get another wearing even though they’re no longer really clean.
As Human Mommy’s Wardrobe Mistress, I always make a point of sitting on the indeterminate pile.
These clothes may not be quite clean, but I ensure that they are always perfectly furred.
—Luna
The Woofies make such a commotion over dinner!
Can you please tell them to calm down, Humans?
They are disturbing the serenity of my loafing session.
—Luna
Ahem, Humans!
I’ve got a Tummy here that’s wide open for rubs!
—Sunny
Oh, I do hope Human Daddy hooks us up with dinner soon.
I’m so weak with hunger that I can’t even lift my ginormous head.
—Cosmo
I am flying…
…flying on a cushy rainbow!
—Sunny
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