Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Ashton: I loved all of the name suggestions that you had for my chicken restaurant! After a lot of thought, I decided it’s going to be called Ashton’s Chicken Emporium.
Thanks so much to Clooney for the help thinking it up. I can’t wait to get started taste testing!
Newton: We don’t get straws to play with very often, but we had an unfortunate Straw Incident where a whole box of drinking straws fell out of the pantry onto the floor. Instant cat party!
I especially love the little sound the straw makes when I whack it with my paw.
*whack whack whack whack*
That’s it, no more mister nice Newton for you, straw. I’m going in for the kill!
Ashton: You have seen lots of photos of me on the cat tree, but do you know how I get up there? Sure, you kitties might jump, but I don’t like to jump anywhere. So here’s my method: First, I climb up the cat tree a little.
When I’m high enough, I fling myself sideways.
Then I slide across onto the platform. Success… and a sunny spot to lounge in, too!
Do you have a funny way of getting up onto furniture at your house?
Newton: I came home for the first time on January 3, 2009. I was the cutest kitten EVER. And possibly the naughtiest.
Ever since then, I’ve spent most of my time thinking about trouble.
Or acting innocent about trouble that I was already in.
Though sometimes I just chill out and take it easy. I like to take it easy with my ends going opposite directions. Why do the humans think that’s so funny?
So if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to go pounce on Ashton now, and then I’ll pretend Pierre did it. That won’t prevent me getting my special gotcha day dinner, will it?
