Bolitar, sleeping on top of one of the cat trees in the front room. How can this be comfortable?
Corbett: “What?”
Miz Poo: “He’s not TOUCHING ME, is he? Do I HAVE to put up with this?”
Corbett: ::Zzzzzzz…::
Miz Poo: ::Zzzzzzz…::
Jake and Bolitar in the Ham-Mick.
Stinkerbelle in the cat bed atop the book case, glaring at the idea that Rhyme (in the cat tree) is so close to her.
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Maxi, in her bed on Fred’s desk. When she’s in the house, 99% of the time she’s in her bed. (The other 1% of the time is divided between eating and growling/ hissing/ smacking any kittens who look in her general direction.)
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Previously
2009: Oh, kitties. How you make us worry!
2008: No entry.
2007: It’s a Boogie on a leash.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.