Kittens! The Musical
I know, you are so sick of them by now, right? Like, whatever: Kittens! But CMON, they are prosh. And my photography is beyond professional encroaching on artistic. Quiver in my creative wake, hags! And now, the fancy slide show...
She's either saying nanny-nanny-boo-boo or trying to groom my forehead.
Snarl?
Please note the teeny tongue. And also: She's high.
And soooo bored.
Her first real experience with the open window. She could not figure out the curtain.
Once she had full access, the madness descended. If her eyes had bugged more, they would have fallen out.
Yazzle, here is a belly shot for your perusal. What do you think? Time for a tummy tuck?
The wee bronco.
First hit of catnip. She's gone completely psychotic. Note that rockin' manicure.
Even the gentle gents can stoop low and get high.
Really high.
Another belly shot. Seriously, she's a roaster. right?
She's either saying nanny-nanny-boo-boo or trying to groom my forehead.
Snarl?
Please note the teeny tongue. And also: She's high.
And soooo bored.
Her first real experience with the open window. She could not figure out the curtain. Once she had full access, the madness descended. If her eyes had bugged more, they would have fallen out.
Yazzle, here is a belly shot for your perusal. What do you think? Time for a tummy tuck?
The wee bronco.
He such a delicate little gent. He's totally prancy fancy.
First hit of catnip. She's gone completely psychotic. Note that rockin' manicure.
Even the gentle gents can stoop low and get high.
Really high.
Another belly shot. Seriously, she's a roaster. right?Labels: Kittens
posted by Shiny at 8:18 PM
4 Comments:
I'll never get tired of seeing pictures. Who gets tired of looking at cats? Evil people, that's who.
your cats are the boss, applesauce.
Did I mention that they are also the thundering herds? When they play (for the 30 minutes they can spare before falling back to sleep for 9 more hours) it sounds like galloping buffalos up in this house.
Keep 'em comin' Lovey!
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