Prepare to DIE!

Prepare to DIE Paw-Paw-Rot-Zo!

Spunk was not very happy with me putting a cute bow on him making him look adorable. Adorable is not a part of Spunk’s vocabulary as far as he’s concerned. Rough, Tough, and Handsome yes. Cute and Adorable NOoooo! Fortunately, I was able to use the Cat Herder’s secret weapon, catnip, to calm down the poor humiliated Spunk kitty. He forgave me, followed by sweet, or should I say “catly”, kitty dreams.

Yum yum yum. I’m seeing a little longer life in your future Paw-Paw-Rot-Zo.

The Blog Must Go On

Gwendolyn: “If you stop blogging everyone will miss seeing me grow up into a beautiful kitty!”

After a major pussy riot by all felines in the household, and a sound pussy whipping by said felines and other females in the household, I am being forced to withdraw all threats of not blogging.

Glenda: “And everyone would miss my cuteness!”

“How could you stop sharing THIS with the world?”

“People would miss out on all my great poses and being a Hellcat!”

“Don’t Eeeven think about it buster!”

“Meh!”

“Oh, brother! Dude!”

“AAahhh! What about all my girlfriends? AAaahh! What about all my admirers? AAaahh! What about all the modeling and acting I do for your blog? AAaahh! I’ll whack your pee pee if you quit blogging. AAaahhh! I’m going to whack it just for you thinking about not blogging and leaving me out in the cold!”

“I think I’ll give you a paw sandwich!”

“How about if I give you sad eyes?”

“You’re making me go all corny and flaky just thinking about it!”

“The thought of not being blogged!”

“I simply can’t bear the thought of it!”

“How can you Eeeven think about denying all those lovely women who adore me this beautiful face?”

 

Spunk Vegging

“Oh! Yes! Veggies. Can I have some?”

Spunk likes veggies. Especially string beans. He plays with them and eats them.

Spunk pushes the lid aside to see if he can sneak a string bean.

“Hmmm! What do I want? How about a string bean?”

“Uhm! Paparazzo! Did you know these veggies are still cold?”

I hadn’t lit the burner before Spunk decided to try and sneak a string bean.

Spunk and a Kitten’s Tail

Spunk was helping me update Acronymphomania for YouTube. The kittens were watching as old cranky Spunk walked through the bathroom into the bedroom. Gwendolyn is having a good time playing with her tail on the bed.

The music is played on the second guitar I made with a One-Eyed woman by Resa. I used a Les Paul style with two P90 pickups for this guitar. It looks great, sounds great, feels great, and plays really well.

Sorry Single Saturday

Spunk enjoying the box our new microwave came in. Can you find the Paparazzo?

I had a busy day and got home late, so I had to post a sorry single photo quite quickly. We don’t go to Costco very often these days, but when we do, the dance room ends up filled with boxes from Costo, that add to boxes from Amazon and other deliveries. The cats are in box heaven until I break down the boxes for recycling. As I pile up broken-down boxes, the cats lie on the pile in protest — kitty box huggers, like tree huggers, trying to keep me from taking out the boxes. I assure the kitties there will be more boxes, as I pick up the pile and take them out. The kitties have favorite boxes that I never break down and taken out because the kitties play and play and play on them and shredded them into pieces until the boxes are no more. They especially like guitar boxes for some reason.

Too Much Kitty Coffee

Silver: “Hey there Paparazzo! You’re bothering me, boy!”

“I think I had too much kitty coffee this morning!”

Intermission: “Watcha see out there, Spunk?” “Well Marble, there is supposed to be a comet. And it supposedly has a tail! Do you think it’s a kitty comet?” “If it’s Neowise, it has to be a kitty comet. Otherwise, it couldn’t be ‘wise’ now could it?”

“Wired with a weird, wacko paparazzo bothering me. What’s a poor cat to do?”

“Get outta my face or face the freaking consequences!”