This picture depicts the relationship between my Aunt Beatrice and Uncle Irvin quite well.
Aunt Bea has never liked Uncle Irv, but since he farted in her cat bed, the tension has never been higher.
There is no hope for peace on earth in Grammie and Grandpappy’s abode this Christmas season.
When Marmie looked down at her leg in church this Sunday, she noticed something rather peculiar.
That something was….a FLEA!
When Marmie and Diddy came home, they immediately searched my fur with a fine comb.
It seems when humans detect blood-sucking insects, fluffy cats are the first to be investigated as the source of origin.
But I guess it makes sense. I had just arrived home from the kitty condo.
The great inspection came and went, but no fleas were found on this feline!
I guess Marmie is the only flea bag in this family.
Earlier this month, I learned I was the lucky winner of Hansel’s Halloween Costume Contest!
Thank you to everyone who voted for me!
Right before Marmie and Diddy pulled their sneak attack, I received my congratulatory prize package in the mail.
Of course I snoopervised the opening process.
I got such cool stuff!
Some beautiful note cards for Marmie, featuring original photography.
Plus a handmade blanket. This arrived at the perfect time! It kept me warm and comfy in my kitty condo while Marmie and Diddy traveled last weekend.
And of course I received toys.
You all know my life revolves around the toys.
Thank you, Hansel!