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Dad Is Helping Mom…..Seriously!

Dad has been helping out cause mom is remarkably slow and he wants his stuff, like, sometime this month.  The laundry was the first thing he attempted.  Mom didn’t like the way he did that.  Her underwear has  pink tinges to them.   Geesh!  You can be so judgemental mom…..it’s not like your showing them around to peeps….or are you?   He vacuumed the house and that wasn’t bad….she even thanked him.  Then he disappeared for several hours…..only to be found on the computer playing Angry Birds with Jimmy from Piglove.

Meanwhile Kali, Cow Kitty and moi, of course, were outside enjoying our fine weather.

KalishcropIs the ground dry, Shoko?  Dry as the nip on the vine.  Notice the lack of snow,  Could spring be here early?

ckzoomcrCow Kitty says if he acts nonchalant perhaps the birds won’t notice him and fly into his mouth.  It’s worth a try.

Meanwhile back in Fort Meezer, dad is informing mom that he doesn’t do toilets…it’s in his contract.  Aha! I’m not the only one with a written contract.  I knew it was a great idea..  Mom said ok, she’ll do them….I know she likes cleaning them….she is, shall we say…..different.

Lastly, was dinner.  Dad loves meatloaf and decided he would make one up for supper.  Way to go dad.  Do you remember the last one you made?

grossshHthththt, hisssth….lordy me that does look gross dad!  You mean mom ate this mess….I mean gourmet meal?

meatloafsm

She liked it too!  Wow, way to make dad feel good mom.                                                                        meatloafsmWhoa, this meatloaf is perfect, dad!  Mom will be so happy….bet she’ll take a picture of it.

Have a great day my friends.                                                              Kali and Shoks

 

 

Kali’s Sunday Selfie

No!  I don’t want the flashy thing in my face.  I see spots afterward.                                                                                          That’s more like it.  What do you mean that’s not good enough?                                                                                That’s gotta be better Shoko…I see some spots.                                                                                   Sorry, there Kali…..I was drifting off.  Give it one more try.  Don’t worry about the spots.  When you see them start counting and we’ll find out who sees more spots after the flashy thing.

Got it…a bit blurry but that’s a selfie of me.                                                                                                                                                                   The Cat On My Head is showing off the selfies of my anipal friends.  Just click on their name and enjoy the gorgeous selfies.                                                                         

 

 

Dramatics at Meal Time

Can we talk?  I want to talk about dining habits friends.  So sit down and pull up a blankie.

Shoko and I were having fun at meal time.  See, mom would leave down our dry Siamese cat food  all day and we would fill up on the crunchy goodness.  Come time for our meal of wet food, we weren’t all that hungry so would play games with mom.  Like take a taste and back away in horror.  MOL  It got to be a real fun game.  Shoko and I would try and outdo the other with our reactions.  I would gag and Shoko would look at mom like, “If she’s going to be sick eating this cwap, I’m not having any of it.” and walk away with her head held high.  We continued on this way for awhile all the time meowing at mom’s expense.                                                                            

Then one morning a little bit before breakfast I got up to partake of this crunchy goodness.  There was no food bowl on our placemat!   I ate the odd piece that had fallen out onto the mat.  Dang!  I was still hungry.  Shoko sleepily staggered over for some crunchies too.  Friends we were ticked!  We decided that we would tell mom about this injustice and have her put our crunchies down.  So we decided one of us would approach her and let her know we’re starving out here, while she is snoring away.  I went into the bedroom and ran up my stairs meowing all the way.  Mom looked at me through bleary eyes and muttered, “Che che nog nog.”  What?  That doesn’t make sense.  I smacky pawed her shoulder several times to which she replied the same.  OK Shok your turn.  Shoko smacky pawed mom’s arm and then ran around her pillow, finally settling on the top of the pillow.  No response.  So we waited for her to wake up.

Finally mom woke up!  We both tried to tell her about this absurdity with our dry food.  Mom and us sauntered out to the kitchen where mom still didn’t put down our dry crunchies but opened a tin of wet food….our favourite really…..a Fancy Feast beef flavoured tin.  We were starving to death before her eyes, so we dug right in.                                                   Hey, this wet food tastes pretty good.  Seems our eating habits are changing.  Dry food vacates the placemat 3 hours before wet food time.  We still are miffed at the change but as you can see we eat our FF beef flavoured without the dramatics,