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What? You allow baby Arthur to use our playpen when he is here? The nerve!!!!
Max here: It's the first evening of Autumn. Dad lit the fire for me. He's considerate that way. I could call the kittens down to join me, but then I'd have to share...Nah. I'm good!
The Dread Pirate Marcus here. Remember that today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day -Meorrrrrw Mates!
Marcus: Get off, Sabrina! Dad's shoulders belong to me! Sorry about the tail in the face, Dad, but Sabrina refuses to cooperate!
Catnip…incomparable! It's the perfect treat. No calories, not habit forming! I am in total control! Ohhhh…. Sweet!
This may take some contemplation. It's not furry. He never bats it around with his paws. Instead, he holds it and moves it around while he looks at the thing that shows pictures. Stupid! When I grab it, it doesn't run away. Something is wrong with this "mouse".
I am my mother's quality control inspector. No basket of laundry is passed without a complete inspection. My goal is that only the best quality is allowed for our use. There have indeed been threats to throw a lid on the next basket I attempt to get in. spurious complaints of fur on the towels …
Max: Dog Days? Please! I have two kitten siblings who insist on shadowing my every move. The only peace I get from the rookies is to get out into the garden, where they are not allowed to go yet. And the constant questions! It's Max, what's that? Do you know how to…it's endless. But what's …
The kittens like to hog the bed. Being that I am a restless sleeper this leads to conflict. I am asleep, and they are trying to get comfortable. They apply subtle pressure to my foot, and gradually I move. I am now crunched up on what would be my wife's side of the bed. She …
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