Floofy Friday

Quill: So Friday, one day a couple weeks ago my beloved table just disappeared! MY table, the one I napped under every night. In it's place came this fancy new carpet.

As you can see, it was chosen because it looks so nice with my furs. Greyson started using it as a scratching station almost immediately. I was a good boy - plus I prefer a vertical scratch - with a real opportunity to stretch way up! 

Friday, it was like my parents heard my wishes cause look what showed up!

Look at the amazing scratching height of those new chairs!! They are awesome Friday!! My claws have never looked better. Mom bought this stuff called sticky paws which is like a double-stick tape to discourage scratching. 

It'd work too, except that Greyson likes to tug it off with his teeth, and then I can get back to business. It's a group effort. Yep, it's pretty great. It's got plenty of room for Mom and Aunt Jenny to puzzle with cat assistance.

Floofy Friday

Mom: Greyson! Greyson!

Greyson: Huh? Friday

Mom: No, it's Mom! Guess what I just uploaded my book files to Amazon! Won't be long now!!

Greyson: Thank Cod! I thought this book would never get done! When are you starting the next one? Cat toys don't buy themselves...

Mom: Boy, you're a real task master! Look at the pretty cover Aunt Jenny made!

Greyson: Where's the cats?

Mom: Well, this book is cat-free... It's about a woman who absorbs the pain of the people around her... and the antagonist absorbs other people's pleasure.

Greyson: Really? Hm. 

Mom: Oh, okay. Maybe we can talk more about it next week?

Greyson: Sure. Wake me when Friday arrives.

 

Mom: Are you still upset about the ::whispers:: bunny ears?

 

Greyson: It was inappropriate - and that's all I want to say about it. And there better not be photos!

Floofy Friday

Well Friday it's been a week without you!

Do you see how great looking this box is? 

Or should I say WAS? 

That's right Friday, Dad got RID of this awesome box.

It even smelled nice! 

And look at the built-in peep holes. 

It's so sad Friday! 

Hopefully Mom goes to Costco again soon.

Floofy Friday And Gotcha Day

It's my Gotcha Day!!

Look how cute I was! 

And so carefree!

My Mom met me weeks before in February at the shelter, and she wanted me bad, but I was too sick with a cold to come home. So we waited till I was all better. When the shelter called to say I was available, my parents flew down to pick me up.

I had Dad under my spell with one purr and a chin tuck. When I got to my new house, I was locked up in the hall bath. I knew there were wonderful things on the other side when a pipe cleaner and a paw scooted under the door.

I took one look at Quill and I knew I was really home.

Yep Friday, it's been a slice of joy to become a member of this family, and I wouldn't trade a one of em! Keeping them in line is hard work, but I'm up to the task.

Chillin

Sup Thursday?

Floofy Friday

Friday: OMC! It's a trifecta - feets, floof, and fangs!

I should keep it down... but look at this!

I mean seriously! With all this sleepy-time cuteness, what's a weekday to do? You try to limber up those squee muscles, but you're never prepared for the fang or the toe curl... 

Have a great weekend friends!