Record Breaking Mews?

Maxwell: Mo-o-m-m-m-m! It's MINUS FIFTEEN DEGREES OUTSIDE.

Faraday: Seriouslies, Maxie, can you hold it down? Some of us are trying to ignore the Mondays over here.

Maxwell: But dood, it's, like, record breaking cold with wind chills of—

Allie: Maxie, do we look like we care?

 Maxwell: *sigh-h-h*   

The Mom: It's tough being the smart kitty in the family, isn't it dood?

Maxwell: Momma, you have no idea....

We heard it was snowing in HOUSTON today of all places! 

Craaaazy weather! What's it like where you are?

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Holiday Woes

Allie: Hannukah might be over, but a good gefilte fish is always in season.

I'll just make a quick grab before the brat —

*cue Look Of Discontent*

I HEAR YOU, BRAT. GO AWAY.

Faraday: What? What?!? Didn't anyone tell you, Allie? 

This is a double-decker box!

Allie: *sigh* Nothing ruins a girl's day quite like a *sniff-f-f* stinky brother.

 Faraday: Hey-y-y! Mommy sez I resemble that remark!

We hope your holidays are going smoothly. The Mom's recovering from surgery on her fractured hand, and will likely not be posting much over the next six weeks while she's in a cast.....

 

Oh, for opposable thumbs....

Not too thankful, are you, Allie?

Faraday: Hey, Allie...

Since we're, like, both outside an' all...

I was wonnerin'...

Could you, like, maybe, you know...

Groom my head furs an' stuffs?

Jus' a little, pleeeeeez? Maxie does it alla time.

Allie: No, Brat, I won't. But you know what I will do?
Faraday: Erm, no....

Allie: Bite your head off for even thinking I might be willing to groom your sorry little...

The Mom: Ahem. Allie?

 Faraday:  HAAAALP! Mommy! HAAALP! She's gonna kill me!

The Mom: *sigh* Oh Faraday, pipe down. You're not dying....

Faraday: *grumbles* FI-I-INE. Take her side, whydontcha. *huff*

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Returning Fall for a Refund

Allie: *snif-f-f-f* I see Fall is in the air....

This girlcat does not approve.

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Phone post #4

The Mom is busy chasing two hot book deadlines that are coming up in September,...
An' she's kinda mad wif the new Blogger interface...
So she's protesting it by dropping unedited phone pics onna blog for the next few weeks. 

Purrsonally, we think that violates Article XVII, Section 65, paragraph B in the Feline Articles of Cat-stitution.
What do you think?

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Day 21 of our Protest:

Faraday: MO-O-OMMMM! Allie stole Daddy's rope!

EXHIBIT A:

Allie: I'm not dignifying that with a comment.

Allie: Please tell me he did not wake me for this.
The Mom: He woke you for this.
Allie: *sigh-h-h*

The Mom: Careful, baby. She sounded a bit out of sorts. Maybe you should stand down.

Faraday: I'll show you out of sorts, Mommy, Quit pokin' me. It's my job to rat on... uh, I mean report on Allie.

The Mom: *sigh* and you do it so well, too....
Faraday: *suspicious look*  Was that SARCASM, Mommy?
The Mom: Did it sound like it?

#quarantinelifewithcats
#dontaskwhyshehastherope

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(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

 

Smile!

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(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Allie: Mother! Does this corn stalk make me look fat?

Ummm. Nope. Nope....

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(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Allie: *cue scandalized look*  Mother! That is not my best side!

Sorry, girlie....

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May Bird Watching

Allie: A cushion might be a nice addition, Mother.

Just a thought, mind you.

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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....)

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No matter which way you look at it...

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

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A View from a Cup

...a cat cup, that is.

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That's not social distancing.

Maxwell: You're in violation of CDC Guidelines, Allie.
They clearly state you're to maintain a distance of six feet from everyone.
I can feel your breath on me. Back away.

Allie: I will as soon as you get off the lounger, Maxie, and give someone else a turn for once.

#priorities

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Daylight Dreamer

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Careful what you wish for....

Faraday: Hey, I wanna play, too, Allie.

Allie: really, Brat? 

Careful what you wish for!

*smack!*

Faraday: Ows, Allie! Not fairs! I wasn't ready!

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(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Fisticuffs

.

.

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Fistipaws

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Not So Wordless Wednesday

Allie: *cracks one eye open*

And exactly what do you think you're doing with that lens in my face, Mother...?

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(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

January Dangle.

 

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Miscommunications

*gasp!* What are you doing on the counter?! You're not supposed to be there!

Maxwell: You heard her, Allie. You're not supposed to be up here. Get down.

Allie: *long-suffering sigh* . He did not just say that....

Maxwell: ... I presume by "he" you mean someone other than me....
Allie: *sigh-h-h-h*

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Cats, boxes, and expensive shipments

Allie: Ooooh hello, you lovely box. Did you bring me anything extra special from the online store today?

The Mom: I'm not sure it's entirely healthy to me so enamored of a cardboard box like that, girly.
Allie: Enamored? Of a box that brings me delicious food and lovely diamond collars?

The Mom: About that collar.... Your allowance didn't cover the difference, I'm afraid. 
Your account was overdrawn and the purchase denied.
Allie: Denied. DENIED?!?!

The Mom: Well, if you'd like to get a job to cover the monthly installments....
Allie: This girlcat doesn't do menial work, Mother.

Allie: I can see I'm going to have to take this over your head and speak to Father about it. 

I'm sure I'll have no trouble getting him to see reason.

Good luck with that, girlie-girl!

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