Friday, January 20, 2012

On a Box


This is my new box, but not for getting in.  Mom won't open it cuz it's for her old Mac computer and she might put it in there.  Something about I shed too many fuzzies.  But I like to sit on top of it.


This is my noble look.


And this is my sarcastic look.  Mostly Mom gets that look cuz she comes up with ridiculous things at times, like deciding I'll come when called.


Mom, you have flashy-boxed me enough on my box, and I can't take any more.

I'm out of here.

6 comments:

Mark's Mews (Ayla, Iza, and Marley) said...

Yer posin GREAT on that box!!!

Sparkle the Designer Cat said...

That is NO FAIR that there is a box you are not allowed to get into! It's a BOX, you are a KITTY - nuff said.

Hannah and Lucy said...

We can't believe you haven't been allowed to claim that box as your own - give your mom a whap on the ankle!
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx

Spitty-the-Kitty said...

Darling, I think it is your RIGHT to get inside that box. Mommy can't watch you FOREVER!

Eric and Flynn said...

What does she mean, you can't get in the box. Doesn't she know that all boxes belong to kitties?

The Island Cats said...

Sometimes boxes are funner to sit on, Baby.