Wordless Wednesday

Cats on Tuesdays

All Cats have different hobbies. That is what makes us special!

While I enjoy a tail tickler from time to time, a round light ball that moves swiftly with a touch is always my favorite toy.

I like these furry ones because I can carry them out of difficult corners with my mouth.

My orange pingpong ball is pretty good too. It moves quickly enough, and it makes A Nice Rattling Sound.

I love them so much that I tend to get a little possessive. And mind you, I must be the least territorial Cat you can ever find.

Arthur can’t play with these because they move too fast for him. But I think I shall hug them to sleep anyway.

You know, just in case.

The limelight is mine!

Check me out.

Cute, eh?

Hang on a moment. What does that grey woman think she is doing?

Why is she sitting in front of my camera!

And why is S focusing on her and cutting me off?

I won’t stand for this!

S thinks she can appease me by giving us equal feature time.

But Luna is still bigger than me in this picture!

Will. Not. Have. It.

Must stand up for my rights.

Ah now this is better!

What is Sunday without a cat fight?

Disclaimer: I know how this looks but I was NOT the aggressor of the fight! I was grooming Luna and she decided to punch me in my face. S didn’t manage to tape that first part.

Nevertheless, being the gentleCat I am, I decided to make peace with her. By grooming her again. But look, she is absolutely unimpressed. Girls are hard to please aren’t they!

Rollypolly

This is what I do everyday on a Saturday.

What about you?

How much is that kitty in the window

The one with the dangle-y tail.

Smackaroo

I spy something with my orange eyes.

It is furry,

It looks alive!

Look, it is there up high.

So I crane my head with all my might.

Crafty and taunting it may be,

It can never escape

It’s pancake fate!

Smack!

Cat in a basket

Erm, S? Do you see what I see?

Arthur is being retarded again.

Just look at him.

He is portable too.

I decided to go poke fun at him.

But alas, he got mad at me and started looking really unhappy.

Cats on Tuesdays

First post for Cats on Tuesdays! S decided to go with the orange theme.

Aren’t the flower prints on the sofa throw pretty? They sure bring out my eyes.

The purpose of the picture above is to showcase my big paws. But I digress.

Orange eyes!

Oops, squinty moment.

And this is Arthur’s rendition.

He got a little upset (check out his expression) because S carried him around in the basket. To be fair, he got in there himself in the first place.

The men don’t get it

Look what I found while trawling the net:

Sometimes I wish Arthur would just stop being a baby. I am 5 months younger than him, but I’m way braver than him! He makes a huge ruckus during bath times, and nothing would distract him from feeling immensely sorry for himself.

Afterwards, he would be all boring because he wore himself out from all the meowing.

See, he doesn’t even bother when Humans make him pose with all these silly objects.

Oh well I guess at least now he is white and dust-free (he is a bad self-groomer). I also don’t understand why he chooses to dry himself in the middle of the living room. Doesn’t it make more sense to sit in a sunbeam by the window?

Boys are really odd, aren’t they?

On a sidenote, my eye colour is deepening as the days go by. The colour is more intense in real life. Thumbs up for Adrian and Kelly’s breeding program!

J is completely taken by me because I love him the most, so I tend to be really sweet around him. I am somewhat brattier with other Humans, but S thinks this is normal. She has a theory that all girl Cats go through a bratty stage where they think they are the cleverest Cats around.

But I am the cleverest.