Feral Friday: It's All About the Crop

Hola kittties. No, the title isn't referring to those crop tops young humans wear that show things we cats don't wish to see.  At least if TW wore one, I wouldn't want to see it. Hope you enjoyed my last post. Strange things happen around here for sure. Stranger things happen but are cropped out of our lives and our fotos. Today's Flashback Friday Foto pic certainly illustrates the need to crop the fotos TW takes.

Cleanup in the Cat Tree Aisle

Hola kitties. No, The Cat didn't make a mess. Wonder why there are never any pics when the peeps make a mess. There just never are. Sure there's a lot of HBO words thrown around not to mention towels and the like but the flashy box never comes out. I was traumatized to say the least. Lemme set the stage.

Everybody's Got Something to Hide (Except Me & My Root Beer)

Hola kitties! DJ CK here with you. Bet your wondering why I'm drinking a beer on the job. A root beer, that is, as opposed to one of Hank's Bacon Beers. The peeps haven't drank soda in years but when they did they drank birch beer. In fact you might remember the Great Birch Beer Caper. (TW tried to play with the original post and mucked it all up.) Fact: this can of root beer contains 45 grams of sugar which is equal to 11 tsps and none of the sassafras root that originally gave root beer it's flavor.

Finally Feral Friday

Hola kitties! It's that time of the week again; time to break out your feral streak whatever that is for you. I can get feral by attacking the peeps or a wand toy or feather. Looks like Mr. Summer is returning this weekend with temps and heat indices over 90ºF which is hot for the northeast. TW says it's feeling hot out there right now. I love the ac.

A Few Blasts From the Past

Hola kitties! I thought since Monday's post was so long and wordy, I'd do something simple today so I picked a few fotos; a few blasts from the past. Next month is my 10-year blogoversary after all. I hope you like 'em. TW and Pop have been keeping me laughing lately with their senile banter and petty squabbles. One was particularly funny having to do with Pop knocking stuff outta the pantry and TW misinterpreting exactly what he dropped. I'll leave it to your imaginations.