Furry Friday

I *do* hang with the Moosh Monster quite often. 

Just at a safe distance. And when he isn't looking.

Finally Friday

I think I'll go out for a stroll of the backyard this morning. It's a nice sunny day, not too hot outside, just right for...a....

...I think today is a couch napping day.

Finally Friday

Like Milie said yesterday, it was a pretty big day around here. My KidBean graduated from Kindergarden and the whole family celebrated.

And MomBean snuffled through it with the whole 'whendidhegetsobigmylittlebabyboy...' I'm telling you, beans are weird. What does she expect the kid to do, get smaller?

Furry Friday

Checking in on a napping SweetBean...

Finally Friday

So, the storm story. Since I am the awesome tabbycat, I've been demandig to be let out of the front door these days, instead of hanging in the back with the slobberhound. MomBean decided that it's fine, as the usual routine is she lets me out into the fenced in back yard, and then opens the front door an hour later to let me back in.

Neat trick, huh?

Anyway, one day while Grandbean was visiting I had sauntered out for a stroll of my turf. Apparently I was forgotten about until the sky OPENED UP AND DUMPED MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF WET ON ME. Then it started dropping rocks-icy rocks! on me to boot. MomBean finally let me inside after the flood ended so I could rest.

Ahem.

What?

Liar. You sauntered into the house like you didn't care and were bone dry. I called you 8534 times to get you to come in and you ignored me. Try again, Baconator.

...

I had a drop of moisture on my left 3rd whisker.

Friday Furrday

GrandmaBean is visiting, and they're going up to Baltymora for the weekend with the little beans. I've been told it's a 'man weekend' here at the house, but all that means is that I'm stuck here with HeBean and the slobberhound.

If you need me I'll be under the bed. As soon as I fish out my toy from under this dresser.

...and when a certian Woman gets back from her fun trip (that I'm being left behind!) she can tell you all about how a certian TabbyMan got stuck outside in a thunderstorm. And hail.

Finally Friday

C'mon lady, finish making the bed so I can get up there and nap.

Finally Friday

Well, dang it.

MomBean was in a funk and now she's passed it onto my sweet Milliebaby's Mom. Looks like I'll have to teleport over later to cheer them up. It's in the Official ManCat Duties, clause #908 or something like that. I forget.

And even though she'll flail me one if she sees me post this, here's proof that MomBean is feeling better. The 'funk' comes and goes with no rhyme or reason, but as long as I see this once in a while then I don't worry as much.