All sorts of traumatic events happening today. I’ve been yelling “no!” a lot when they’ve chewed on cords (I need a spray bottle, I know), I used the vacuum cleaner and sent them flying, and then their first bath had them mewling pathetically. They’re pooped now.
This is still not a cat photo blog. I swear.
This one has lolcat potential for sure
Nothing more pitiful than a wet kitty…
I agree with cox about extreme lolcat potential… Commentary suggestions include: I iz havin bad hair day. Or I be usin too much gel.
Bad I know but that’s all I gotz.
Oh, the lolcat.
“WETCAT
IZ HAAATING U”
Sally’s expressions floor me. She consistently looks as though she’s saying, “Jeeeebus save me from this. My brother is on my head, they turn me into a kitty pita and THEN they give me a bath. Jeeeebus save me.”
Kiss all your little fuzzbutts for me, please. And smooch yourself, too, while you’re at it. Moms never get no smooches.
Haha, those are all awesome. I was thinking DO NOT WANT.
Kisses for all, grandefille!
This is seriously just hysterical and wonderful and all of those good adjectives.
Yay!!