Hey… what’s that smell?

Mmm… PIZZA.  Mama isn’t much of a cook, so because dad is sick today she had to forage in the freezer for her own lunch.  And what better – indeed, what more perfect – food is there than pizza?  Frozen if we must, but at least “improved” with some fresh tomatoes, garlic and olive oil.

That smells awfully good mama… you gonna eat all of that yourself?

Because, I mean, I COULD HELP YOU…

I know you’re not a big fan of the crust…

Seriously, I just wanna do my part TO HELP YOU…

Anything I can do… REALLY…

SCORE!

Give me your poor, your tired, your slightly-burned crusts…

I hope you appreciate this mama.  I’M DOIN’ IT FOR YOU…

After the pizza party, time to chill out with my pal Kafka.  Kafka is the short-haired orange tabby, and he is literally a furry, vibrating hot water bottle.  Purrfect on a cold day such as this.

But first I had to get Kafka’s attention.

He’s still busy showing Willie who is really king of the household.  Willie looks bigger because he’s a long-haired orange tabby, but Kafka is definitely meaty-er, and it’s fun to watch an orange-colored ball of fur roll by whenever they tussle.

Ah, my favorite spot.

Carpe Sofa (Seize the Sofa)!!!

Love,

Bogart

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2 thoughts on “Pizza! Pizza!”

  1. What can be better than doggie breath? Why, garlic pizza doggie breath, of course!!! 😯
    Good job, Bogart! We hope your mama’s fingers are still attached, yes? 🙄

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