Ashton: There’s a stranger in the house. I don’t care that it’s so dark here that no one can’t get a decent photo of me in my special hiding place in the back of the closet. In fact I like it this way. What if the stranger eats cats? Having it dark back here puts me at an advantage in case he tries to barge in and eat me. I’ll come out to eat when the visitor is safely asleep. Maybe.
Newton: But Ashton, I want to play!
Ashton: Not coming out. Cat eater out there. I know you’re brave and busy stealing things from his luggage, but I’m telling you, it’s just too dangerous.
Newton: You’re no fun. Where’s your sense of adventure? Where’s… Hey, where’s Pierre? He’s not in the closet. Not in the living room. Not in the bedroom…. Oh, there you are, Pierre. Don’t tell me you’re afraid of the visitor, too.
Pierre: Huh? I’m just hanging out under here with my turbo track.
Newton: You can’t play with the turbot track under there. But if you come out, you can play with me!
Pierre: But Ashton said there’s a cat-eater out there.
Newton: Ashton said that the red dot didn’t live under the chair in the living room, too. She doesn’t know everything. He isn’t a cat eater. He’s a former blogger.
Pierre: A cat blogger? We like cat bloggers.
Newton: He was. He was once known as the King of the Cat Bloggers, and he founded Carnival of the Cats.
Pierre: Carnival? I heard that there are snacks at carnivals. Maybe I’ll check him out after all.
Newton: I don’t think–
Pierre: Do you have snacks?
Pierre: Okay, so you don’t have snacks. Are you blogging? I know how to help with that!
The head peep hasn’t made it around to visit blogs this weekend while her friend was visiting, but she should be back to visiting and commenting soon.
Disclaimer: No cats were eaten in the making of this blog post, despite what Ashton keeps telling anycat who will listen.
Oh Ashton sweetie, bless your heart. Pierre you are a card! Glad your head peep had a nice visit with her friend. Hope y’all have an easy Sunday (Ashton included)!
Like that Hall & Oates song…
Whoa here he comes…he’s a CAT EATER!!!
MOL, you kitties are such wusses! We had a pair of visitors the other day and we were ALL out for them… and then we found out they were a vet and a vet tech! Um, hmm… maybe you aren’t wusses after all.
It might be a better idea to “hide” in a more open place, Ashton. That way you can keep the *cat-eater* in full view and RUN if he comes near. The closet is kinda, you know, like a trap… 🙂
Whew, we’re glad he’s not a cat eater!!
The Florida Furkids
Well, we woulda hid from the houseguest too. But Pierre, we’re glad you did go and check him out and find out he doesn’t eat cats. 😉
Yup, I know all about cat eaters Ashton. They come to my home sometimes…I have often barely escaped with my tail!
I want to know who he is! I think I do, but I want to make sure before I say it!
So glad nobody got eaten! We were scared there for a second. It’s too bad he doesn’t have treats, Pierre, but cat bloggers are cool people, and we bet you get lots of scritches from him 🙂
O hai! 🙂
We’re glad no cat eater ate somebody ! Cat bloggers are nice people, don’t hide ! Purrs
Glad evewpawdys okay and at least sum of yous had a good time.
Luv ya
Dezi
Oh good we are so glad Ashton will not be eaten, that would certainly cause Mr Jinx to panic! Enjoy your weekend guest!
A cat eater? Yikes! That is scary. I am glad none of you got eaten.
Yes, cat bloggers are a whole lot different that cat eaters!
I can’t believe that Pierre would rather listen to Newton than you, Ashton. That guy’s clearly a cat eater.
Awww… we know just how you feel!
Our houseguests …or should I say introoders… are en route!
: )