What’s that, Human? You are getting up?
I have not authorized this.
I have not relieved you of your duty as my personal mattress.
I also require head skritches until I tire of your ministrations and bite, or fall asleep on you, my mattress.
–Quicksilver
Oh my Dog, Papa Cosmo!
Those Meowie Treats smell good!
They sure do, Little Xena, but beware…
Human Mommy says we’ll turn into Meowies if we eat their treats…
And Human Daddy will be mighty cross.
–Xena and Cosmo
Hiya Mr. Phelps! Hiya Finn! I don’t mean to intrude…
Lieutenant Finnegan!!
A Woofie is in position to violate our territory!
How did you let this happen?!
–Sunny and Phelps
Nothing beats bonding with your beloved Papa Dog…
…over delicious, stinky bully sticks!
–Xena
I understand the urge to stretch out after dinner, Cosmo…
But could you be careful not to thwack my face with one of your enormous back paws?
–Sunny
Uncle Darth, have we run out of treats?!
Yes, Luna, we have.
Let us ignore the Humans more pointedly than usual.
–Darth Vader and Luna
You’re loving on Finnegan, Human Daddy.
What about us?
–Cosmo, Xena and Stella
Oh, Human Daddy, your knee makes for a great pillow!
Oh, Xena, your tail makes for an adequate… er great pillow.
Almost as good as er… surely better than Human Daddy’s knee.
–Xena and Sunny
Nothing beats a Sunday snooze with your love…
…in a sun puddle.
–Sunny and Xena
Dogsmas was wonderful! I got a squeaky toy and a bully stick from Santa Claws, along with a squeaky toy from Papa Cosmo, one from Mama Stella, one from Sunny and five Catnip Mice from the Meowies.
I see that the stockings are still up…
That must mean that Santa is coming back tonight with more gifts for me, right?
–Xena
Daily Feline Wisdom 