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.)
Closed doors are an affront to our dignity as Cats.
I command you to rectify this situation immediately, Human Mommy.
–Lily
Peekaboo, annoyingly bright morning sun. I see you.
Now I don’t and that’s much better.
–Lily
After a chatty, meow-mosa fueled brunch with your girlfriends, nothing feels as good as a refreshing catnap.
–Lily, Luna and Amber
But of course I know how to get down!
Why would you even ask?
–Phelps
Four legs, you say? I’m pretty sure I have more.
Are you sure you counted correctly?
–Finnegan
They say you should do some cardio first thing in the morning.
My daily, morning routine focuses on Foot Pounce.
I think Human Mommy benefits from this, too, as she moves her ginormous paws relatively fast.
For a Human, that is.
–Luna
So it turns out that there is no App for avoiding the wait at the Drippy Faucet of Youth.
Any venture capitalists following this blog?
Have I got a great startup pitch for you!
–Luna
“Age before beauty,” at least when it comes to the Drippy Faucet of Youth.
Unless you’re a Millennial Kitten. Then you’ll for sure try to cut in line.
–Lily and Charlie
I don’t want to be part of the narrative of waiting in line. Isn’t there an app where we can schedule our faucet time?
So I tried to cut. Sorry not sorry.
–Luna
For a girl Kitty, big Brothers are nice…
…but nothing beats a Big Sis you can look up to!
–Luna
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