Sunday Selfless Selfies with us Ladies

Shoko its a lovely day.  Here come da sun too.  It’s as warm as barf freshly arriving on the floor.  Yuck what a disgusting image, Tyebe.  You get the idea big sis.  Are you saying its a barfy day?  It is if mom takes us around the front.                                                 
Mom will probably go for her walk and she’ll have that dang stroller and I hate the hood up on the stroller. I don’t mind the hood down. I feel confined and must get out. You’re a nincompoop, Tyebe. You are so protected in the stroller.  No,  I feel like all sorts of strange things can jump on me.

This is the way I like the stroller.                                                     

Time for a Meezerism, Shoko. I’t’s an easy one today.

” A watched kitty never boils.”

 

We get our Easter baskets this evening.  Mom says she wants to give us all the food we refused to eat this last week.  She thought turkey was a treat but you dug a hole in the floor trying to bury it Tyebe.  What a gross meal  I don’t want any stinkin’ feathery turkey!  Yuck.

 

Anyway Happy Easter to everyone.

 

31 thoughts on “Sunday Selfless Selfies with us Ladies

    1. The Canadian Cats Post author

      Turkey is not popular with us! There is something we do not like. Perhaps Da Tabbies of Trout Towns have finally got through to us.

      Happy Easter Ears,

      Shoko and Tyebe…..Jean too

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  1. Memories of Eric and Flynn

    I am with you on the turkey, Tybe. I don’t like it either. Lamb for us today.
    Happy Easter to both of you!

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    1. The Canadian Cats Post author

      It’s not because you’re young June, you like your food as I do but there is something odd about this turkey. Most of the time my food is gone by the time mom sits down and I’m buring the bowl. Not this time. Maybe there is something off about the food.

      Happy Easter Bunny Ears, ladies.

      Tyebe

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  2. Timmy Tomcat

    Happy Easter Shoko, Tyebe, Mom and Dad!
    Tyebe that stroller looks purrfectly safe what is with you. We think you just want to watch to see if Cooper Murphy is watching you. Yeah I dont like turkey either. We are Ham Heads but none this year. Maybe this week. Purrs friends

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  3. Xena and Lucy

    Xena: Our peeps can’t have ham or turkey, so they are having steak and shrimpers.The scuttle is we’re getting our steak ground up.
    Lucy: That’s ground beef, Xena, same as we’ve been getting.
    Xena: I don’t care, as long as we get lots of it! And Tybe, I totally understand about the stroller thingie. Mommy put me in a monster thing with wheels at the Tractor Supply store ’cause I was scared to walk next to it. I don’t get why she thought I would like it any better inside the belly of the beast!
    Happy Easter! Xena and Lucy

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    1. The Canadian Cats Post author

      Steak and shrimpees sound wonderful at least to me. Shoko is still staying away from eating cow. To each their own. I think steak groud up would be better otherwise how can one get that slab of meat down their throats?

      Happy Easter Eggs.

      Shoko and Tyebe

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  4. BellaDharma an LadyMew

    Mew mew mew Shoko an Tyebe you two due a grate comedy act!
    An Shoko yore Meezerism iss furabuluss……LadyMew sayss shee agreess with you 😉
    An Tyebe yore heelareuss….furry visual…maybee a bitt too much butt wee love you anyway…..
    Happy Easter to both of you an Miss Jean an THE Mistur two.
    ***purrss*** BellaDharma an (((huggiess))) LadyMew

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