Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Ashton: I’m watching everyone go by outside the window while I bask in the sun. Isn’t that what humans do on Memorial Day, bask in the sun?
There’s nothing like the feeling of sun in your fur!
I hope that all of you who are celebrating Memorial Day are enjoying sunshine and cookouts. Save me some grilled chicken, OK?
It’s Outtake Day, which means you get to peek into the cutting room and see some recent photos that didn’t make it to the blog for one reason or another.
Newton: This toy would look even more interesting if Ashton wasn’t looking totally bored in the background of my photo.
Newton: Who says I need to sit at the table using the chair?
Pierre: I have the longest tongue in all of Florida. Want to see it?
Pierre: If that wasn’t enough face-making for you, try this catnip-induced goofy expression.
Newton: Can you believe how off-key he sings?
Have a safe holiday weekend, and don’t do anything that gets you into your family’s next outtake reel!
Ashton: My chicken dinner will be ready soon, and I can’t wait for chicken tasting time! But there’s still time for a quick nap first.
Newton: Oh, wow, is this chicken leg for me?
Newton: Back off, Pierre, this is my feast.
Pierre: Yours? I’m pretty sure that’s not what it says on the glass.
Pierre: Never mind what’s on the glass. What’s in the glass? Hmm….
Newton: I’m licking this, so it’s mine now.
Pierre: Like I’d want something you spit all over anyhow.
Pierre: You’re such a messy eater, Newt. I’m out of here before I get blamed for your mess!
Newton: * SLURP CHOMP *
Catch up on the rest of our chicken capers!
Limerick Day is every May 12, in honor of Edward Lear, who popularized the form of poem.
Ashton: To celebrate, I wrote my very own limerick for the first time!
There once was a kitty name Ashton
Who found chicken such a distraction.
She would eat it all day
if she had her way
so she’s on a very strict ration.
Are you writing a limerick for Limerick Day, too?
