Y’all notice my fancy new banner up there? I made it myself. Jean made me a banner for September, which reminded me that I hadn’t switched banners at the beginning of August, so I whipped that one up to put up there for the next week and a half. You know you wish you had my talent with the Photoshopz.
Yesterday, someone left this comment on Flickr, under my picture of Ciara (not) stressing.
Robyn, I swear, if you don’t stop giving those cats unlimited access to whisky and ganja, I’ma have to report you!
Little did she know that, probably at the VERY MOMENT she was leaving that comment, pictures were being taken.
I love how she’s pretty much spooning with the bottle.
“Wush up, guysh?”
Note to self: keep liquor cabinet locked! (Further note to self: get liquor cabinet.)
I’m so sad that we didn’t have a pack of cigarettes around. Though I’m sure we could have come up with plenty of pill bottles to scatter around her, now that I think about it!
This is Scarlett:
I guess you could call her Maw Peppers. Isn’t she a beauty? She’s the mother of The Peppers Gang – you remember (maybe) that the man who found her on his doorstep decided to keep her. She’s been spayed and tested, and she’s all set to live the life of a pampered princess kitty. From all reports, she loves her daddy quite a bit.
Harlan looks a LOT like her.
Know who else Harlan looks like? It’s the funniest thing, these two pictures were side by side in my “to share” folder.
Here’s Harlan:
Annnndd…..
Da Corbs.
I sure do love the brown tabbies.
“WHAT YOU WANT, LADY?”
“Git over here and pet us, lady! Geez!”
One Lucy leapin’.
Everett’s all “What just happened here?”
“Wait, I better get in on this!”
Later, Everett got into it with Harlan.
Until Everett decided that Sally’s butt needed a big bite taken out of it.
Loony Jake…
is loony.
Previously
2010: I guess that toy knows who the boss is now!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: Bye, bye gallbladder.
2005: No entry.
2004: Fucking toes.
2003: No entry.
2002: Evil.
2001: Cat pics.
2000: I know you women out there are jealous since I got me one o’ them SENSITIVE guys who can cry.