Category Archives: Chloe

Easy Like Sunday

Chloe & I are just chillin’ & relaxin’ here at the house for our Easy Like Sunday.

But I do get up and check out the yard every once in a while to make sure that there is no breach in security.

I’m still doing my job, mom!

Hope you have an easy Sunday.


Kitty Caturday

My mom person spent some of the money she could have spent on me to get the cats a new tunnel.

It’s been an abject failure.

This is as far as either of the cats has venutred into it.  She even sprinkled some powerful catnip in there to entice them.

You’ll notice that Chloe’s rear fills up most of the entryway, BOL!

Next time I hope the woman comes to her senses and gets more toys for me instead.  The cats do not appreciate the finer things in life.


The Story About Our Cats

Many people ask why I don’t like that cats that live here with me, but I have many cat blogging friends.

The cats that live with me swot me on the nose for no good reason at any given time.

I’m very respectful of them, even when they stick their noses in my bum!  Here’s proof.

Now Chloe has no good reason for being back there, except to bother me.  And she bothers me whenever she feels like it.  I don’t bark at the kitties, I don’t chase them, but they live to antagonize me!

I’d love to be their friends if only they would learn to play nice.  However it is my understanding that cats consider themselves above the rules, and probably won’t change anytime soon!


Kitty Caturday

Since it’s the time when my mom person forces me to share time for Kitty Caturday, here are some delightful pictures of Chloe playing.

You’d think she’d have a little more discretion so we didn’t have to cover her with stars, but she’s shameless.

She’s all hopped up on the nip and obvioulsy showing no sense of decorum.

This concludes out Kitty Caturday post.


Kitty Caturday

My mom person says I have to share my blog more with the kitties, Chloe & Moe.  Since she’s making me I’m a good dog I said OK.

Here’s Chloe in her new box.  It makes her eaiser to ship far away makes her really happy.

Here’s Moe in front of my personal space heater.  I hope she doesn’t singe her furs.

I really would like them alot better if they’d stop popping me in the nose for no good reason!