I'm hiding in this upside-down Washington Apple box.
Can you guess why?
Mommy will never see me in here.
I was forced into the Dreaded Chicken Hat.
Notice the verb: "forced".
I was uncooperative and Mommy got a little crabilated with me.
I think she *might* have put on MY crankypants!
She said to me, "Felix, you can just make your OWN costume."
Well, that sounded good to me...and I started working on it right away.
Grocery Store Receipt Cat.
(Don't worry, Daddy helped me with the stapler.)
Cat of WalMart
(Mommy did the looping, but I created the design)
Wait! What's this?
This will be Great!
It's an old 45 rpm record sleeve.
Flippin' those fresh stacks of hot wax for all you Cool Cats...
Hmmmmm, maybe not.
Maybe I'll just wear my Birthday Suit and call it Good.
What do you think, Kitties?