Mama loves that I have so many fascinating facial expressions.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
Friday, March 24, 2017
Thursday, March 23, 2017
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Our typist is too busy with her "real" work that she failed to comply with the demands of this blog. What shall we do with such insubordination? Fortunately for her, the treats are coming in on time and playtime and cuddle time as well as scritches are also on time. We will visit your blog very soon, promise.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Friday, March 17, 2017
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
Today we would like to share mom's photos taken at Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. She and the dad were driving through the park to avoid traffic on city streets when......
She spotted someone having a picnic on the park. Well what else is new.
This week has been particularly long for humans. Do your humans complain too?
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Monday, March 13, 2017
This mancat loves to cuddle with mom's feets.
Mom wants to say sorry for not visiting this past few days. She was sick as a dog, barking like a dog, nasty sore throat, pounding headache and all she wanted was sleep. Emma and I were on-call, we made sure we got a bit better sounding. Some nasty bug she got, must be from all the dogs she's been petting lately. Hopefully none of your moms/dads have gotten the cold bug. Keep your humans safe.
Saturday, March 11, 2017
When mom lounges on the couch, I would either be napping between her legs or watching what's happening in the backyard from where I am sitting here, above mom's head. On this day, mom was fooling around with her phone so when I jumped on the sofa, mom was ready for a twofie with moi!
Thursday, March 9, 2017
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
Monday, March 6, 2017
Saturday, March 4, 2017
I have a new enemy that I have to tell you about. Today we had a family outing to the garage. Mom did the laundry and dad took out the weed whacker because all the rain we had made all the weeds grow in our yard. It's a forest out there. However, when dad was inspecting the weed whacker, I got so scared by the foreign object that I went in my fighting mode. Mom went to give me a big hug and told me what a goof I am.
Friday, March 3, 2017
Wait a minute here, Buster has been hogging the blogging duties all week long and he's been featuring only himself. Just because I have been napping under the sunpuddle on top of my cat tree doesn't mean I don't wake up for potty break or a blog break.
Kidding aside, there's not much to tell around here. All's good, thank cod!
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
We got carted off to get the shots last weekend. As usual, I gave a rousing rendition of the song of my people (MOL), but mom was busy so she did not get to record that. On the way home, she shot this poorly lit (it was nearly 6 pm) video and I wasn't singing anymore, so that's when mom called my name and I sang.
So shall I expect a Grammy Awards for next year?