Today, Steve's female will return home from visiting her family in Arizona, and not a moment too soon! Steve has gotten to the point where he doesn't know what to do with himself, and the house looks like it was trashed by a herd of rampaging kittens. And, me? Well, I think I'll go find myself a good vantage point (far away from the hated vacuum cleaner, of course) and watch Steve as he frantically tries to clean the house before his female arrives. Should be good for mucho laughs... or, at least a few Cheshire cat grins.
6 comments:
Hahahaha! Clean, Steve, clean!
Yes, Daisy, he's at it right now. What a hopeless situation (but very amusing for me!).
Your Friend,
Quasi
I hope that Steve gets the house presentable before his female arrives. He could get a major fussing at if it isn't.
Hi Karen Jo,
Steve actually did a remarkably good job of cleaing up, but just to cement the deal, he also bought his female some flowers. What a guy!
Your Friend,
Quasi
Scooter recommends a Roomba so as not to frighten you Quasi. Like you, he's 18 lbs of feline wit charm and (ahem) grace. Despite his bravery, he doesn't like vacuums. The Roomba however amuses him.
His Nibs thanks you for visiting our blog. (He just corrected me...HIS blog.)
Quasi, you're a handsome example of catdom.
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