For the Record!

Abby: Mom spent a long time today trying to catch me in the act. An act I do not perform. I tell you, I do not stick my paw in my water-bowl repeatedly and then lick it. I drink normally, just like this:

I did not just do what I said I do not do, and you will never catch me at it. Never.

It's a really yucky day here today, everything is coated in ice, and the air is foggy. We are very glad we are indoor kitties today.

Here is a close-up of the poor, icy birch-tree. You can biggify for more detail:

One last thing I would like to set straight. Stygia started a false rumor that I have a stinky bum. It's not true at all. In fact, she is the one with the stinky bum, but I don't complain about hers, I try to help her out with it but she kicks me away.

I take care of my entire family!

Good smells, bad smells

Stygia: Yes, I am hogging the blog this week because I have a lot to talk to you about. First, I'd like to discuss with you just how attractive Mr. R is each day before he leaves for work. After he showers, he puts on his favorite scent, and I am bonkers about it. I like catnip, but not as much as I like this scent on him. Ms. C says it is called Usher. Look at how I act!

But what does it mean, Usher? I think it means this:



But Ms. C told me it means this:

How can it even remotely be the same thing??? As long as Mr. R keeps wearing it though I am going to keep on loving him even more than I already do!

Well, that was the "good smells" portion of this post. Next, for the "bad smells." I am sure when you look at the next picture you will be able to figure out exactly what doesn't smell so good and why I left the chair about 5 seconds later: