CAT ALERT * CAT ALERT * CAT ALERT
As always, whenever a post will be featuring my feline friends, I give a big ol’ warning to all of my pup peeps.
Ready? Lets GO…
We went to the Hawthorne Fish House because mama had been craving their yummo french fries and a Gardenburger. She looked like she was enjoying it, and then apparently we had to “walk it off”… no clue what that means, but hey, whenever walking is involved, I’m in (but if we need to take the bus, I know how to make ’em stop for me… WATCH THIS)…
We got a little treat for the kitties… the black girlie is Sekhmet and it looks like she approves…
Yup, Kafka also seems to think that the Meowie Wowie will be up to snuff…
That’s when Behemoth sauntered over to check out what was going on…
Sekhmet was concerned that Kafka may try to take the whole bag, run with it, hide under something, and then tear it to pieces just before he rolls his entire tubby tabby body all over it, thoroughly coating himself in catnip. She is of course, correct…
Oh yeah, Kafka is plotting…
Sekhmet makes her play for some organic nip…
They have a short conversation (which I could not understand, being that I speak dog and uh, English, so cat is beyond my powers of understanding)…
And it seems like all will be well. Just as long as separate bits of catnip are placed strategically around the house far away from each other. DEAL!
Love,
Bogart
I didn’t know cats got treats, I didn’t even see them do any tricks.
Simba x