Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Cupcake: I get to play a new game at bedtime. The humans think I need some wearing out before they sleep. I don’t know why.
Cupcake: So every night, I wait for my special feather time in bed. This is fun!
Cupcake: I’ve got the feather now! This is the best part, because I can show what a mighty hunter I am.
Cupcake: What do you mean I can’t take it with me? * GRRR * My feather toy!
Cupcake: Do you get possessive of your toys, too?
Cupcake: Mr. Pierre, can you watch out for Mr. Newton and let me know if he shows up to steal my cupcake bed again? He didn’t even use it right.
Pierre: Why wouldn’t he use it right? There’s a wrong way to use a bed?
Cupcake: Sure there is. You should have seen him. His tail wasn’t even inside.
Newton: Never mind his tail, what about your foot?
Cupcake: Oh, I was just stretching. All of me fits in here just fine. Even if I roll around. Do you want me to show you?
Pierre: That’s not necessary.
Cupcake: Sure it is. I can roll like this and wave my paws in the air like I just don’t care.
Pierre: Gotcha!
Cupcake: Hey!
Pierre: Well that didn’t work. You’re still in there.
Cupcake: Sorry, Mr. Pierre, you’re going to have to wait your turn.
Cupcake: Whatcha doing, Mr. Newton?
Newton: Checking out this bed.
Cupcake: I’m not sure you’ll fit in there. The humans said it was for me, and I’m smaller than you.
Newton: If I’m in it, it’s mine. And I’m going in right now.
Cupcake: Your glorious tail isn’t in.
Newton: Hold your spots, kid. I’m still working on it.
Cupcake: It looks like you broke it. I think your big–
Newton: Don’t even say it. I’m in. This is my cupcake now.
Cupcake: I better not stand over there. He’ll find a way to blame me for breaking it.
Cupcake: Really, Mr. Newton. I don’t think that’s how it’s supposed to work.
Newton: This is exactly how it is supposed to work. Why don’t you go find Ashton? I heard she had chicken.
Cupcake: She does?! I’ll be right back after I get Ashton to share.
Newton: Is she gone?
Newton: It worked! Now I get to have my cupcake all to myself.
Cupcake: Mr. Bones, what are you doing there?
Newton: He’s in your carrier. I think he wants to go on an outing with you, Cup.
Cupcake: You can come with me, Mr. Bones, but you aren’t going to fit in here with me. You’ll have to ride outside the carrier.
Cupcake: You’ll be buckled in just like I am when I ride in the car.
Cupcake: Are you comfortable, Mr. Bones? Did you get some treats in your seat like I get in my carrier?
Cupcake: This is the coffee shop patio. Mr. Bones. We have to wait out here while the baristas make us something.
Cupcake: Now you drink your lemonade while I have my whipped cream. Isn’t this fun?
Cupcake: What do you mean skeletons can’t drink from a straw because you don’t have lips? Maybe you can have a little of my whipped cream after I’m done.
