Tubster Tuesday

Once again in memory of my furiend, Tubster- I PURRsent Tubster Tuesday!

Time to honor those ginger buckets of fur and love…


During one of those “birds and the bees” teaching sessions…


Though he tried, he couldn’t help passing out when his human took his shoes off… *(poor thing)*


Maturity means different things to different kats- but to Mr. Stripes, it means nothing at all.


Socks got tired of waiting fur his human to commit- so he helped him out a little bit….


Patches is a very loving kat- a little TOO loving- now the dog thinks they’re engaged. *(sigh)*


Skinny Sam has anxiety issues…


Sammy’s tux was at the cleaners, so he borrowed his big brother’s bow tie.

Remember to enjoy the ginger KATS in your life- they’re all extra special just like my Tubster- 🐈🐭

Rest in peace, Tubster! 💜

Monday KATS

Greetings humans- It’s Monday again, and time to remind you all that life is still worth living EVEN THOUGH those infernal MONDAYS keep coming back!


Poor little Fluffy can never fit into her box on Mondays – maybe it’s because of all the nip and dancing on Sundays!


Just say NO, Fluffy!


Bo is very sensitive when he’s playing with the neighbor KATS… Especially when they won’t share the Oreos.


Let Operation toe munch begin!


MONDAYS are always trying fur Sylvester-


Carmel hates Monday- she lives fur Friday when the creatures go away!


This is my favorite way to wake up the human- I always include a nose bite fur good measure!


As the tummy Rumbles….

The Human left me alone fur HOURS again today – she gave me some lame excuse about it being the Creature’s mom’s birthday – (AGAIN? How many of those flippin things does she need)?


She NOT ONLY left the house early to go “have coffee & breakfast with the birthday girl,” but she even went to pick up the CREATURE from school!

And get a load of this -


When she came back from breakfast, she teased me with a tantalizing picture of some feathered bathing beauties playing in a puddle outside the restaurant- *(chatters).*

Why would she do that? Doesn’t she know what a picture like that DOES to a kat? And to make it worse, I was FLIPPING STARVING – And locked in the house by my furry little self while she was out partying!

Just LOOK what happened next-


She even had the NERVE to watch the CREATURE so it’s parents could go out to dinner- they had popcorn (without me being able to watch it pop)- and watched Bambi and had chocolate cake – all why I sat here all alone on their king sized bed, stretched out on her memory foam pillow, kneading my paws on her teddy bear and watching the pouring rain and heavy winds!

And while they were feasting and partying, I was left with that dry cereal they call “Kat food!” *(tail FLAP)!!!*


So, when the moron,I mean the human – came home, I rolled over and trilled and gave her my cutest guilt – inducing look to make her feel like a dirtbag. It worked like a charm! MOL! 😸

That is,…until she walked into the kitchen and saw the food in the floor from that litle unFURtunate incident I had in the kitchen while I was fending fur my poor starving little self…

*(Darts under the bed)*