Word Wednesday

SCORE!

SCORE!!

Thanks Trish!

Psst

Dear Katnip Lounge Mom,

It's your favorite kitty boys down the road, Greyson and Quill. We were able to sneak on the laptop during the Snoozerbowl. Mom mentioned that she was meeting you for lunch tomorrow, and, well, Quill had a question for you...

Greyson, this was not my idea.

Well you didn't say no either. Anyway, we were wondering if you could bring us some herbs from your stash? Silvervine some primo nip - whatever you got over there.

Mom has cruelly cut us off from our nip supply. Something about us being rowdy drunks. Whatevs. What's so bad about two young mancats tearing through the house? Nothing!

If you come over after I'll even let you cuddle me... we're both really soft right now. Quill might even let you rub his belly.

Your pals,

Greyson and Quill

Floofy Friday

 Friday? That you buddy?

So glad to see you Friday! 

We missed you all week. We're happy to see you and we noticed you brought your friend Stormy Skies with you. Sounds like a great excuse to cuddle on the big bed.

Which Kitty?

Which kitty cleared the bedroom last night by dropping a deuce in the litter box at midnight?

Who created a record-shattering poop that required immediate removal and window opening?

This cat! Greyson! I just put my pungency scale on stun and used the litter box. I was feeling proud when Mom first yelled out "Who's responsible for that smell?"

You'd have thought I broke some law there was so much commotion over the whole thing. Moms can be such drama queens.

Take One Tuesday

Greyson here. As you can imagine it isn't always easy to be the kitties at the H.C. Pawparazzi can be relentless in the pursuit of a suitable blog post. Of course Quill and I look darling and handsome at all times. We have to make sure our furs look their best all the time.

You can't have a bad fur day here... or it will be splashed all over the blogosphere. Despite our best efforts we have to put up with a photographer that is less than professional.

Example one

You can see I'm rocking the "I'm not going to look at you" while still allowing a full face. Yet I am still in shadow, with a backlight and out of focus. Sigh. Look at Quill...

Example Two 

He is giving "Gray Grey Steel" and working it. Look at how he works his angles... still out of focus. Such a shame.

Floofy Friday

Fancy Focus Edition

Greyson: Is that you Friday? I've been looking out for you buddy.

Quill: You're right Greyson! It is Friday! We are so excited to see you! Mom was so confused by the holiday Monday that she thought Thursday was YOU. So silly. What? You think we look extra handsome in fancy focus? Mom thinks so too.

Snoopervision

Quill here. As senior mancat, many of the household snoopervision duties fall to me. It's not always easy - like today.

You see my parents often go into the master bathroom and "shower" to clean themselves. I always want to see what they are doing in there.

I mean it can't be easy, Mom has a lot of surface area in comparison to a small tongue.

I am typically forced to try observing her actions through the frosted glass. Today I realized I just needed to force my way into the stall a little earlier. As soon as Mom turned on the water, I headed in to take my place. I found a safe spot, right before the spray. When Mom told me I needed to get or get wet - or choose to risk it all.

I saw the whole thing - the slathering, the buffing - all of it. I don't recommend it friends. Turns out I was right when I give her a bath - you can't be too sure.