Pretty Chani

I am pretty, aren't I? And these pajamas. Thank you for washing them so that I may properly refur them. The boys are just terrible at this job.

And they are quite comfortable to sleep upon. Quite appropriate bedding for one such as I.

Sheamus, are you being rude?

Huh? What? I dunno know. I'm just lying here being cute, fluffy and adorable. My paws? Oh, they just do that sometimes. Right?

Contemplative 9

Hmmm... yes? You want to take my photo? I suppose that is all right, but you really must pay me more attention.

Mom, would you please stop with the flashy box thing and just give me love?

Oh, you have to go to work. Sigh... ok. But treats and snuggles when you get home, right? And maybe some string toy playing? Or a nice rousing game of fetch with the blue feather thingy of doom? No, it's not capitalized these days... sniff sniff...

Marlene here. Yes, 9 gets to play fetch and gets lots and lots of snuggles every day and night. He's a bit of a drama king, but goodness, do I love this little boy. When I return home, he is the first to greet me at the door and tell me how he is just wasting away and must have his dinner right away (no matter what time it is when I get home early or late or not even around his dinner time). 9 lets me pick him up and cuddle with him. And he purrs so loudly. Chani and Sheamus Popoki meow in protest whenever I pick them up and hold them for a little too long, but not dear 9. He really is my lover boy.

Snoozing Saturday

Good evening furriends, Chani here. Mom has been busy all weekend selling pottery. No, I'm not happy (none of us are) that she is spending less time at home with us, but she is working hard to make sure we are properly fed and our litter boxes are filled with fresh litter.

I guess we can give her a break. Listening to her talk about work and selling pottery sure can wear us all out... YAWWWWWWN...

9 likes to snooze atop a giant stuffed crab that is perched on Mom's keyboard. It's a good place to snoopervise Mom's activities on the computer as well.

Sheamus Popoki snoozes on MY tower. That boy really needs to learn this lesson but he isn't very smart so he keeps climbing it. Oh well, at least he is not at the top where my food is. And he doesn't go to my tower when it is dinner time. He goes to his green tower.

Oh, and at night, I plan to sleep right next to her. Mom especially enjoys this.  However, she sometimes thinks I am trying to push her off the bed. It's really her fault for getting up to go to the bathroom. I just snuggle against her and sort of fall over into her space when she gets up! It's not my fault she has barely a foot and a half to fit into.

I hope you all are having a wonderful weekend.

purrs!

Tuesday Tidings

Hello Fureinds, 9 here. I have an announcement to make. First, Sheamus Popoki is shameless in asking for belly rubs.

 

Mom no longer gets to work from home and she's trying to figure out the best way and time to post. Plus, she's not been taking as many photos of us. We'll be putting the bitey on her soon enough to make her take photos. Though, she does have a sale coming up in two weeks and she's been painting a lot and preparing a few more boards to paint more meditating kitties. AND 3 of those kitty paintings are based on us, so I guess we can give her a little bit of a break.

I'll do my best to keep her blogging!

Purrrrrssss