Do I LOOK like a chew toy?

I found an important picture Momma not for the blog, but to show you how I suffer. Once again my reputation as a hunky vigorous mancat has been blackened. I will be seen as a kittens' plaything, a trinket, a trifle. Momma, you've gotta explain to him that my tail is ...well...MY TAIL. I am the only cat allowed to touch it. Ok? Tell him cuz he doesn't listen to me. And when you go out and get him that toy maybe you could compensate me for all of the emmotional distress I've suffered at the paws of those two babies. Proper compensation: Temptations (big bags all to myself!), Merrick's Gourmet stinky goodness (all to myself), Pounce (all to myself), live 'Nip plant (all to myself) and my very own laptop and a stroller for Cookie because she has suffered also. Ok, maybe the laptop you can save until my birthday to give it to me. K, momma. Go to the store now and bring me back my reparations. Now please.

Huh, you're going to put it on the blog? Oh momma, don't click on that orange but...

Where Oh Where Did She Put It?

We're all out of pictures. My momma packed the battery charger to take to my Auntie Beth's house. She wanted to take pictures of my two brand new kitten cousins. Two more kittens in the family. They are tuxedo babies that just left their mommy when Auntie Beth and Momma went to pick them out. Turns out that she left her camera home with us. Now she can't find both parts to the charger cable. So no new pics.

Everything is much calmer since momma refilled the Feliway dispensers. I even saw Cookie on the same couch cushion sleeping next to Sophie. She allows Jake to come near when Momma is there to praise her for not growling. Poor Jake sees her and rolls over in submission.

I hope everyone has a perfect Friday.
Toodles,
Tyler