Floofy Friday

Quill: Hello? Friday? Is this thing on....
 What's this little button here?
 Oh iPhone, I sure do look handsome, even up close.
I look pensive don't I Friday...

It's okay I'm not pensive, just happy to see you! We all are! Mom's on vacation next week so that'll mean lots of cuddle time... at least I hope so!


Happy Gotcha Day Quill!

I can't believe it's been four years since my precious boy Quill came into our lives! I was so sad from the loss of my grannycat Fin. I worried that maybe it was too soon for a little kitten.

We had such a hard time finding a kitty that warmed our heart, but one look at Quill and my heart soared. When he squeaked and tucked under my chin, well I knew he was my cat.

Of course, at the time, we all thought he was girl... so clever of him to fake that till we loved him. I wasn't used to a kitten's energy, and he filled up the house with love.

A dedicated office assistant from the start!

Really? You're not gonna get off that call and cuddle me?

We couldn't love our big boy any more than we do. He is an ocean of calm. When he graces you with his love and attention, all is right with the world. He is so gentle and sweet, and even when he's a little naughty, well, you can't stay upset for more than 30 seconds. 

Happy Gotcha Day Quilly-Bear!


Floofy Friday

Quill: Mom, it's time for you to call it a day! It's Friday!

Mom: Um, just one more minute....

 Quill: Is this the cord to the laptop? :Chews::

Mom: Quill!
 Mom: Quill! Did you shut off my laptop?

Quill: Hm. Did I? 

Friday: You sure did! High Paw!! Let's get the weekend started!

P.S. Quill's Gotcha Day is on the 22nd!!


Floofy Friday

Greyson: Oh hey Friday! We sure have missed you this week. Mom has been all, when is Friday going to come all week...
I keep telling her that you come when it's time!

Is it true you're turning 13? I keep hearing about Friday the 13th, so is it your gotcha day or something? I didn't bring any presents - so hopefully this handsome picture of me is enough.


Floofy Friday

 Greyson: ::Sniff, Sniff::

Friday: What are you doing Greyson?

Greyson: Mom always walks through good smells on her walk, so me and her shoe have some alone time after....
Greyson: Mmm, is that bird poop? Hey Friday, you wanna get on this bunny-kicking action?

Friday: That's okay Greyson - it's all yours.