What next, Sunny? Should we run after the frisbee, a ball, or maybe some Squirrels? Should we wrestle until we are panting and then do some tug or maybe vice versa?
What next?!
Given the heat, sweet Xena, I think a nap should be next on our agenda.
–Xena and Sunny
Is summer ever…
…coming?!
–Finnegan
The Private Members Only Cat Club, sometimes erroneously referred to as the front porch, offers adequate overnight accommodations in the spring, summer and early fall.
In the late fall and winter, the discerning Lion prefers to bed down atop a basket of fresh laundry in the Feline Penthouse, sometimes erroneously referred to as what should be the master bedroom but for the Cats.
–Finnegan
I am a grey and white stone, at one with the other stones.
We soak in the rays of the late summer sun.
–Quicksilver
Help! I’m melting!
Please send ice.
–Cosmo
Hey, Papa Cosmo, I want to go outside and play fetch and chase squirrels and munch grass and such but it’s too doggone hot!
Why’s it so hot, Papa Cosmo?
Well, little Xena, Human Mommy controls the outdoor thermostat.
For some reason, known only to herself, she’s got it set at extra hot.
Why, Human Mommy? Why?
–Xena and Cosmo
Always wear your tuxedo, no matter how hot it gets.
If you melt, at least you’ll be a stylish puddle.
–Phelps
Beware of the hot temperatures, Humans! Your House Panther may melt into a large, tarry puddle, reminiscent of an oil slick.
Don’t fret, Humans! Tuna and catnip will restore your Panther to his solid form.
–Darth Vader
The Humans say you have been too hot, Summer.
The Humans are wrong. You’ve been perfect…
…just the hot, sultry way you are.
–Quicksilver
Oh, Sun, you feel so good on our fur!
We’ll miss you when winter comes.
–Stella and Cosmo
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