Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Pierre: I love laundry day, especially when the sheets are in the wash. That means one thing: Floor comforter!
Pierre: Don’t tell me that the sheets are ready so soon? I’m really comfortable here.
Pierre: This just isn’t the same, but it’ll have to do.
Newton: I have a fresh banana, and it is RIPE! Wow, this is some strong stuff. If you lean into your screen, you might be able to smell it.
Newton: I saw you try to grab my banana. I’m going to hide it right here against my plush tummy.
Pierre: Hi, Newt.
Newton: Hi, Pierre. You aren’t here for my banana, are you?
Pierre: Of course not. I thought I would just hang out over here and keep you company.
Pierre: Don’t mind me if I streeeeeeetch a little.
Pierre: Maybe a quick grab…
Newton: Hey, watch the claws on my tummy!
Pierre: He’s finally given up the banana. YES!
Pierre: Hmm. * SNIFF * * SNIFF * This is covered in Newton drool!
Pierre: Newton ruined it with his drool. Do you have a fresh banana I could use instead, please?
The weather may be turning cold up north, but here in Florida, it’s still warm. You wouldn’t know it from the places Pierre hides.
So it is important to always be careful where you sit on our sunroom sofa.
That lump under the sofa cover does not like to be squished.
Pierre: Who are you calling a lump?
The humans discovered last week that our new roommate likes wearing our hats, so we thought we would ask you… who wore it better?
Was it Pierre in his sombrero?
Or was it Mr. Bones in the same sombrero?
Pierre wasn’t a big fan of the chicken hat. But the question is: Did he wear it best?
Or did Mr. Bones look more chickenful?
Pierre objected to wearing the pirate hat entirely. Do you think it would be cuter on him?
Or is it better suited to Mr. Bones?
Newton: Are you going to make Pierre wear this one next? I want to watch that!
