Violation of my God Given Rights (VGGR)

I am not allowed to sit on the table during meal times and also breakfast is late every single morning and I have to wait for my Cheerio milk.

Fat Cat

And I'm not talking about some Wall Street finance billionaire or banker. I'm talking about my brother, Pumpkin. Would you look at the belly on him? He needs a diet and an exercise program.

The Heat is on

Srsly.  It's hot here in England.  Look at me trying to find a cool spot on the floor.  I'm seemingly desperate... yet... I still like to lie in the blazing sun amongst the weeds in our garden.  

Yesterday the dog got too close to me and I slapped her and she cried.  It was gratifying.  Don't worry, I didn't slap her hard... just a little poke on her ear.

Breaking the Silence

I have something to say and it starts with an "M" and ends with a "W".

Hello,

This photo was taken just after I put the smackdown on Pumpy for over-zealously cleaning himself. He does get carried away and it makes noises and vibrations that disturb my sleep.

As he was contrite, I forgave him quickly.

There are now sunbeams coming into the window(s) of the house and we fight over those, too.

Burroughs Speaks...

"You know… I think the only really important function for people is to feed their cat..."

-William S. Burroughs

If humans could only remember this there would be less war, less hatred, and more happiness for all. Especially cats.

My Bro', Pumpkin

When it's time for our fudz, Pumpy gives the high five salute.
Then he's all like, "please lap lady... give me my fudz..."
Then he gets a smooch...
And I'm all like, "Ex-CUSE me! But I'm right here and I'm hungry too."