Thursday Therapy (or) As the Tummy Rumbles

Greetings Humans, Fleabags and Fuzzballs.  

It’s time to talk about food- 

One of you humans’ most important jobs is to purrvide decent food fur your kats – after all, you’re purrivileged with our Royal purresence in your homes on a daily basis, so the least you can do is make sure your kats get fed decent food – on time!  (Every half hour around the clock).

When you don’t – this happens…

  

 

  

  

  

 

 

 

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

So next time FEED THE FLIPPIN KAT!😾 

🐭 Photos courtesy of Pinterest and Cheezeburger 🐭

Tuesday therapy

Just in case all you humans had a rough Monday, here’s a little therapy fur ya. So furget the boss, the creatures, and the cleaning fur a while (especially the vacuuming)- and settle down with some coffee fur a few minutes!

After all, it’s not like you guys
have 9 lives!

Goodnight!

…Trill….snore….trill…

* memes from Pinterest *

Just fur laughs

I’ll never understand humans…

“You said if we did this, the creatures would follow us in…?”

“Oh – I didn’t know this was YOUR toothbrush…”

*(shakes head)*

Tuesday kat therapy

Knowing you poor, stressed out humans like I do, I figure your Monday was purrobably rotten – so here’s some kat therapy to help you recover!

“if you know what’s good fur you, you’ll take this clown outfit off me!”

Soon, chickie…SOON!

dang humans…..

“Its MINE!!! All MINE!”

The attack of the pink tornado

I’m now in intensive therapy thanks to today’s attack of the pink tornado.

It attacked earlier today with shouts of ponies and the usual maniacal laughter, and with an army of “real” hungry lions and bears, with stuffed kats that aren’t kats (but are “real dogs”)… And with fairy wings flapping in the breeze it flew all throughout the yard and the house on its mission to seek out and dress every four footed beast known to man and kat kind.

Fur heaven only knows what reason, it is especially fond of ME- and it pounced on every opportunity it could find to sneak up on me when the human was busy. I found hiding places in this house that I never knew existed!

I also learned a lot today about the limits of the human’s patience.
(UnFURtunately, the Creature somehow missed those clues). By the time it went back to its cave, I had more GRAY fur and so did the human-

I was a nervous wreck and the human called Dr.Phil. The picture above is me in intensive psychotherapy with my psychiatric nurse, Tiddles.

No offense, but I’m sure my therapy would be much more effective if Tiddles was one of those mail nurses.
*(sigh)*