Sunday Selfies

Well, we're back!  Or I guess I should say dat da mommas is back, so we is back to bloggin.  It's not like we got to go anywheres, we wuz here da whole time.

Me and Crockett hung out a lot while da mommas wuz gone.  And apparently Crockett wuz Mister Affeckshunate to da Mister Man.  No surprise there.

Anyways, I's still tellin my momma off wif lots of meowin.  I mean, look at where she went . . .

Who visits a giant litter box like dat and doesn't take her loyal orange mancat???  Yeah, if ya guessed my momma, ya's right.  And did she bring back any fishies or crabbies for me??? NOPE!  All she brought back wuz some of their former homes - all dese shells dat has dis fishy goodness smell, but no fishies!  What da meow???

Anyways, there are lots more photos over on da dog's blog if ya wants to see what dey did and where dey went.  I's not lettin my momma show em off here, cuz well, I didn't get to go!  She should just consider herself lucky dat nuffin wuz broken in her room when she came home.

Somefin Fishy Are Goin On Here . . .

Somefin fishy are goin on here, and it don't smell like tuna or salmon.  It smells like BE-TRAY-AL!!!!

See, dere are all dese bags being packed.  And my momma and Crockett's momma keeps talkin bout seashells and beaches and WE IS NOT GETTIN TO GO!!  We's stuck here wif Crockett's daddy and Angelique's momma while our mommas and da dogs get to go to Florida.  What da meow???  Da dogs get to go.

I don't think dat razzberry are big enuf Crockett.  

Anyways, we won't be around much for da next week and a half (my momma will probably check in some to make sure she doesn't miss nuffin major).  But we'll be ok, just plannin our revenges for when da mommas return.  I are thinkin all night MEYOWLIN for a starts.