Showing posts with label Confessions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Confessions. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Cat Confessions by Timmy and Fitz

Well Fitz
Yes Timmy
We may as well let the cat out of the bag. 
We are both Wild Cats underneath our fur! 



Just last night I chased Toby off of the table with lightning Whacky-Paws and told him...
Toby I will Rip Your Hea... Umm, Hee hee...
No need to elaborate...

Well enough from me. After all I am just a 
little lady cat. Back to you Timmy.

Thanks Fitz. 
Being Top Cat I have to keep evfurry one in line.
And listen next time!

You do have one good Whacky Paw!
I have to dominate now and again. 
I am Top-Cat!
And be an example to the kitten.
Grab-em by the head and...
Think you went too far with the kitten?
Nope. He has to grow up sometime.
I don't know... well alright.
Don't let this get out beyond the Tabby Cat Club ok furends.
Miss Fitz and Timmy Tomcat

I Have You by the HEAD... Timmy!



Confessions of a Oui Oui

Or
The Admissions of a Busy Little Tabby

Kitties, I have searched and searched my soul, and I have concluded that, being a kitty, I can't find anything I should confess!  While I might chew an occasional earbud cord while under the eye of a watchful mom, it's all in good fun.  So is counter surfing.

Bringing toys to bed
in the middle of the night
is all innocent fun!

Now, who would do that to the mom's magazine?
Still my conscience is clear.

Just because I'm at the scene of the crime
doesn't mean I did it!
Everyone knows paper is so comfy.

Next I'll get blamed for this too!
The mom should be grateful Carl didn't pee on it.

 No, you did not hear digging in the box
during middle of the night!
And that damage in the corner WAS there!

Honest!

 Well, ok, maybe you did hear something
but I think it was Mica Minnie Moo.

Oh, was that your breakfast?
Well, someone told me it wasn't that good
and they had to spit it out.
No thanks necessary.

 OMC!  When did that happen?

I have no idea why some silly kitty
would try to climb the curtains.
But next time, I'll warn them they could fall.
Or get their claws caught.
Not that I know from experience.

Now all has been explained and exonerated,
I'm so glad Gracie gave us all the
opportunity to confess that there is nothing
that needed to be confessed!

Thanks, Gracie!

Purrs,
Oui Oui