Introducing Rowdy, the baby of the 6 Mouskateers of Five Oaks Manor
in the middle of a Cat Nip party
the eyes begin to glaze, the claws come out,
the brain goes numb,
a grown cat once again becomes a hell-raising roisterous kitten
all hell breaks loose in the otherwise peaceful Manor.
You want pictures?
YOU try to catch them.
Never try to walk down the hall when the little ones are imbibing in the sinful cat weed. It is just not safe I'm tellin ya!
As always, I feel loved.
Later .....
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And who, pray, is their pusher........?!
ReplyDeleteThe only time mine showed interest in "weed" was when I found an old, unopened package of it and threw it in the trash. When I came back in the room, the trash can was tipped over and all I could see was 2 cat butts sticking out of it!
ReplyDeleteI donknow nuttin bout no pusher.
ReplyDeleteThas my story and I'm stickin to it.
Donna, you are supposed to get their permission before you toss anything labeled 'Cat something or the other'. I thought they had taught you that by now.
A quick good morning here. We slept till a quarter to 11 am. Looking for mischief, and I don't mean kitty mischief. They can fend for themselves. We have 'cabin fever'. Gotta make a trip into civilization. Maybe a report of worth will come out of the safari. Maybe not. We shall see.
Thanks for the visits guys. Come when you can.
Rowdy, Rowdy,
ReplyDeleteYou sure give yourself away by licking your lips like that. Hard not to, though, isn't it?
It's nice to meet you, and thank you Roy for coming by and saying hi at Kittens 'n Things.
You're welcome Karen. I shall return. You have been warned. Buddy will be by on occasion, that is IF we can keep him awake long enough.
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