Just For Me

So Mom got a box of stuffs last week. We gave it a cat scan but it smells kinda strange, like all different scents, like the stuff she puts on her hands after doing dishes.

But look at the box! All that paper went in the recycling can which left a really nice box. She put it on the floor.

What do you think? I think it's my new favorite.

See you next week.

Pilchard

Thursday - It's Me, MikiCato, from Five Oaks

     

     Hello all you handsomes and beauticious House Panther Boys and Gurls!  

     Today I talks bout da Large One and his flashy/clicky box and all da times he done shoved dat thang in my face/muzzle.  I gets all googgledy eyed when dat ting make wif da sunlight blink.  So, da las time he done made it flashy in my eyes I don gived him an ultematimum type warnin/threat.  Not sure it sunked into dat big hairless ole head, but did is what I did.

I wuz protectin my bed linens/blankies in da laundry baskit

when da Large One popped da blinky ting in my eyeballs.

I gived him da look

But he done squatted down byside dat baskit

and I knowed rat dere he were gonna make blinky agin.

So I went into my speachy ting.  

Acorse I knows him don't unnerstands kitty talk

so I did the big Mime bit.  I good at mime aktually.

I sed to himself I sed "You seez dis paw I holds up here?

Les me shows you somethin bout dis paw."

"Dis paw gots a sekret button thingy built in

so when I gets mad and don wans no more 

of somethin or somebodies.

I just aks lak I be washin my tootsie,

when acktually I is pushin da button."

Havin sed dat, I did push da secret button, 

an at da same times I puts on da 'I whops old butt' face.

Well, as all cats knows, when da secret button be pushed,

out comes da secret wepons, da CLAWS.

I seys to da Large One I seys,

"Clicks one more times in my face and I use dese 

Ninja Kitty weapons on YO face!  

Now Skatz!"

Corse I wont use dem on hims, but hims don knows dat.

     Well him done gots up, backeded up a bit, sitted down in hims chair at the beans eaty table, and said to da Small One, "You know I don't think he likes me using the camera Hon!  Maybe YOU should take the snaps from now on."

     Whatevers.  Him not takes no more piktuires or whatchamakallits snappys since den.  I lets you know iffin it worked.  Iffin it did we gots it made.  NO MOR flaslhy in da face.  Meowrrh!   Paws crossed!  

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