
Wez drinking to ours legs! But wat's dat nocking noys?
Me Toby and fren Murphy wez habing som churus and den wez start drinking to ours legs da way yous do when yous hab too many churus.
But den! Der dis nocking noys unner da boat! Wat cud it be?!

Me Toby and fren Murphy wez habing som churus and den wez start drinking to ours legs da way yous do when yous hab too many churus.
But den! Der dis nocking noys unner da boat! Wat cud it be?!
I work in IT and I've been involved with a major software implementation over the last two weeks. All went well with just a few minor glitches. But I'm stressed and anxious and it's 10 million degrees out and my AC doesn't work that well.
I'm cranky.
But I want to thank these two little weirdos for sharing their little lives with me. They seem to like me even though I don't give them enough treatos and sometimes take them to the pokey place. They are the best kitties.
They are also going to soo me for posting silli pictur ob dem!
Oh mine cod! We're sowwy frens. Da hooman went rogue and found dis place on da lightbox! Wes needs to do a big retrayn for herms!
Yous frens, Murphy da Floofaloof and Toby da Creamsicle
So dese guys in black jus show up and call me Orion. But mine name is Toby! Not Orion! Dey say mine collar is a universe and bad people want it? I not unnerstand. And I neber wear a collar so whereben did dis one come from?!
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I see confuzzled.
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-Toby da Creamsicle
We guinea pigs of the squeak herd demand lightbox time!
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Teh cats ob teh house, known as Murphy da Floofaloof and Toby da Creamsicle, never let us hab lightbox time! We now demanding ours rites!
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And some kale.
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And some carrots.
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And some apple.
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Just bring the hole fridge here!
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Yous frens, teh Squeaks, aka Butters, Gwen, Edie, Collette, and Lucy
Frens, iz me, Murphy da Floofaloof.My hooman so dums.
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Is about time for hooman to go to sleep so I get on da bed and do some biscuits. Den I check in wif herm to make sure herm not doing somesing dums. I stand on her leg and check dat she still breathing. Den I curl up next to herm. Dis regular part ob da rootine!
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Herm gib me a few pets. Dis is nice. I like pets. But den herm keep petsing me. Dis too much! Iz serious guard kitty! And iz guarding my dums hooman! Iz not here for pets! Iz doing my cat dooty.
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Is yous hooman lik dis? Jus no regard for da rootine and da way tings shud be?
The weather is a bit cold where I live. I pulled out a couple of throw blankets in case I get cold overnight. Murphy jumped right up, made some biscuits, and went right to sleep on the blankets. She's snore-sighing right now and I couldn't be happier that she's so happy.
She really likes those glasses for some reason. 😅
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And yes, I was listening to Gregorian chant. It makes her stare look very philosophical.
Frens, eben doh hooman is pretty dums, herms do da nicest ting for mees!
Herm put a bed on da big bed! Jus for me! Iz so happy wif mine bed on a bed. It's soft and warms! iz tri it out! Iz had to do a curl and a stretch and a roll (and a bit of a tail clean) and a snoozey. It's purrfect!
-Toby da Creamsicle
Iz so mads! I jump up on mine perch to watch teh birbs and skuirrels and I finds dis ting! Hooman say it radio and she was tryin to get a better signal. Says I hab three ober perches in teh room. Dat not mine problem! I wanna sit on dat perch! It cat perch not radio perch!
First pictur is me doing an inspec on teh radio and den pictur ob me on mine tower doing a judgement!
-Murphy da Floofaloof
She was not actually pensive. I think she was wondering why I was waving my phone at her.
Frens, is me, Murphy da Floofaloof. Last night iz was sleeping next to mine hooman on teh big sleep square. Den! Iz hear loud sounds from da winnow. So I go do an inspec at teh winnow and der is strange greeble beast owtside! Wez up on second floor so da greebles can't get to us. Hooman say it's a trash panda but iz kno it's a greebles beast. Herm close teh winnow so we not hear it anymor. Den she go back to bed.
But iz protec kitty and I do a big ptotec and stay gard outside teh bedroom door for many forebers (about an hour) before snuggling wif mine hooman to make sure herm safe.
Herm happy wif mine serbice and gibe lots ob treatos today!
I not know what happened. One minute, me Murphy da Floofaloof was enjoying some smoked salmon and dancing wif a tall ladee and den I was running around looking for teh Gatekeeper. Whateber dat is.
So are you teh Gatekeeper?
Hello gentle cats, doggos, and ober frens! I stumbed on dis place and I do a wonder what it is.
Iz Murphy da Floofaloof, bootiful fluffy girl. Iz usually post in r/legalcatadvice when I not napping or telling mine hooman what to do
Frens, is me, Murphy da Floofaloof. I oberhear mine hooman talking about dis ting called concert. I tink dis is wen hoomans make lots ob loud noises and jump around like dey feets hurt or someting.
But last time it happen, da hooman bandoned me for many forebers long into the big dark! I missed fud time and cuddle time and sleep time! Iz worri about dis! Can iz soo pre...preempt...before it happens for extra treats and cuddles?
Frens, is awful. Hooman so means to me. Ebery night she has her fud time wif lovely smelling fuds but she won't share wif me!
She say mean tings to me when I ask for her fuds! Like 'i love you but you can't have my cookie' or 'ive given you cheese before and you hated it' or 'wtf cat, this is avocado?!'
Why her so means?! I see is for mes! Is cat law.
I needs a pawyer rite away for fud soot!
-Murphy da Floofaloof