Game of Meows

Dear Fred.  I ruled Westeros today.  I let Luna take a two minute swig at it, too, but I’ve been sleeping on the Iron Throne the whole day to establish my dominance.

 

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Don’t Say “Wishy Washy”

Fred,

In case you didn’t know, whispering “wishy washy” is just about the scariest thing in the world.

 

Human edit: There was a time when Blade was a kitten and I tried whistling around them for the first time.  Arya ended up turning into  Mr. Hide, yowled and bitch-slapped him.  He was so confused. I don’t know why that happened.

Fresh Food

Fred,

My human tried pushing an already filled bowl of food towards me today. Who does she think I am, giving me food that’s out already!  I demanded new food, insisted so hard for an hour, that she had to comply.  She took out a new bowl, poured some food into it, and then presented it to me.  Only then did I begin my breakfast.

dav