Ears & Relocation

Moms just calls this picture EARS.

From Kitties @ The New House

I like the rented furniture because I can smells it up.

From Kitties @ The New House

It smells like mah butt, now.

This is Why I’m Hot

This is what I look like when I dooz my Twitterz.

The camera doesn’t do me any justice, yo.

I Want to Keel You

I know something is brewing because Mom bought me yet another present: a catnip mat.

Scrubby Mat

It’s perfect and awesome and I want to kill it with my claws.

Also, I hear my moms say the word MOVING but I’m not sure what it means.

Whatchyoo mean, Mom? Moving? Will I still get toys?

New Toy for Mr. Scrubby

Mom says I need superfishin with this toy, which is okay because I like superfish.

New Toy!

Late Night Happee

Moms is home!

Oh Noes!!

Oh noes, it’s pre-Halloween. My moms gets all crazy and pulls out her credit card. She buys me the dumbest costumes evar.


We both know this will end badly.

IDK what this is all about. Why do you insist on making me look like such a dork?


None of mah friendz will think I’m cool with these dumb photos. We need daddy to come home & do Wal-Mart photo studioz in the basement so I can look more scrubilicious.


There is more bad news: Emma told me that Mom ordered a rooster hat & witch hat & jester collar from Dr. Fosters Smith.

I’m in for a world of hurt.

Catster

I’m on Catster because the internets can’t get enough of me.


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Ennui

We’re in the middle of a move and Moms says it will get easier but I’m not sure. My Scrubby Sense is tingling and my laser eyes are activated.

From House Schtuffs

Maybe I’m in a funk because Moms keeps buying me girlie blankets. I’M A BOY, MOMS.

From House Schtuffs

All this talk about moving is making me stressed. Maybe I’ll go play in my wrestle box — except it’s a girlie wrestle box, too!

From House Schtuffs

I have some gender issues. I’m going to talk to Emma about my probs.

From House Schtuffs

Pee Monster

Mom calls me a pee monster. The vet thinks I need to be reacquainted with my calm, zen side.

I’m fine, dudes. I’m just trying to express my disdain for the placement of the litter boxes. You’re on notice: I want a litter box within two feet of my body at all times or I am peeing on Mom’s clean pants.

Mom Had a Party

Well, my mom made me get all fancy for some stupid party. I look like a dork, so I decided to hide under the bed when the guests arrived.

What do you guys think?

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