Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Cinco de-- HEY! Did someone say guac?

Ready to taste-test.

Sorry, what? M-O-V-E?
I don't think that word's translating properly.....

Besides, dood. You're, like, a week early. 
Cinco de Mayo's next Tuesday

And the avocados aren't even ripe yet....


Monday, April 27, 2020

Slave Driver

Faraday: Quit lookin' at the peach blossoms, Mommy.

You gotz WERDZ to write.
Didja forget, you're on deadline?

(Sheesh, a kitteh's work is never done....)


Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Lockdown Cat is On Point

Maxwell: Uh-oh. Looks like we're low on milk.

Eggs, too.
Already checked the pantry.
We definitely need another large bag of bonito flakes.
And those freeze-dried liver treats.
And canned tuna.

Hey, momma, what's Instacart's number again? 

(Whatever would we do without you, Maxie? Really, dood....)


Monday, April 20, 2020

A Little Springtime Competition

Allie: *sigh* Ahhhh, springtime... how I've missed you.

But not too much. Watch it, daffodil. Never try to upstage the Feline Fashionista.

...that is, if you want to remain in one piece. 

(Consider yourself warned....)


Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Social ... distance?

What is this "social distancing" of which you speak?
(and move over, you're hogging the chair, momma)

Sheeesh. Like she needs the room.
I'm being purrfectly reasonable here.
It's not like I'm sitting on her keyboard, or her fingers.
She can still write....


Monday, April 13, 2020

You fight like a ...

Maxwell: Wait. Is that a...?

Yup. It's a snake toy, all right.  

Wait!  Get back here, and fight like a.... Like a....


Whatta snake.


Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Great White Housepanther... on the prowl.


Monday, April 6, 2020

No matter which way you look at it...

... *sigh* It still looks like Monday, even upside-down.


Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Maxie's a fan. No foolin' (well, uh, maybe)

Maxwell: Tomorrow's the big release for book 2 in the Sol Dissolution series, so I thought I'd show my support by posing next to the cover art.

(and trying to eat the eraser off her pencil, but I digress)

I'd give it two thumbs up, except, well...
A. No thumbs, and
2. I, uh, can't read.

(How'm I doing? Can I stop now? I think my chin muscles are cramping....)

Good job, dood.