Kitties!
Here we have two snoozing Mancats...Maui in the upper tree tray and Johnson in the fleece covered box top on Daddy's desk.
Scouty's on the scene, too!
Everybody is all nice peaceful, hanging out in Feline Harmony.
But under the desk lurks Trouble--that's Trouble with a capital "T", as well as a dirty bottom.
(Nice knees, Daddy!)
hmmmm, who to torment? Maui is crazypants, and Johnny considers Me a food group.
Which leaves Scouty.
CHARGE!
heh.
Thus triumphs Trouble.
Happy Tuesday!
XX The Lounge Kats XX
50 comments:
Brulee does that to me all the time (Truffle).
See, this is what girlcats do. we mancats live peacefully, a sneaky female appears and then we have to suffer. We can see how energetic and intent The Baby is on mischief and torment, from the swinging of her sag bag - she meant business. Guys, you have my sympathies.
LOVE Scouty's Elizabeth Taylor Cleopatra eye treatment!
Rough life there. At least there are no horns involved
The trubble wif trubble is that it usually starts out as fun. Hee-hee
Mommy can't remember who said that.
Oh poor Scouty! We were all happy that he was hanging out inside on the Ess so we were hoping he'd be spared but nope. We did giggle at your daddy's knees! We didn't notice until you said something! LOL
It's the same in our house too! The Mancats are cool and the ladies, well, the ladies can be urmmmm ... temperamental? hehe
Maori, Pedro and Hope
I have one thing to say Baby. Karma...
LOL! We do that too... and love it!
Dirty bottoms rule!
Dirty bottom? I don't see no dirty bottom!
I know Dirty Bottoms; Dirty Bottoms was a friend of mine, and you, The Baby, well, you ain't no Dirty Bottom!
hahaha! Dirty bottoms...that reminds me of someone here...not to mention names, Nigel, nope I'd never mention names...
Purrs,
Cory
I think The Baby just wanted the Ess.
So did you take the ESS as a prize? or was it just the chase you wanted? MOL
Awww Baby, you are naughty.........but that was very funny. Now you have the Ess to sit on too :)xx
No matter how peaceful things seem Trouble has a way of finding a way to turn things upside down. Poor Scouty, at least he stayed near the door so he could make a fast getaway.
Poor Scouty, you need to stand your ground. You are a very handsome boy. :)
Ahh, the story of living with cats. Good pictures and delivery - kudos to the director ;)
Awwwww!!! Sweet Scouty!! Just thing - revenge is a dish best served cold (with tuna! LOL!)
Awww the Baby's bum is too funny! LOL! Take care
x
Oh Scouty. As if it's not enough that the humans wanna put you in the stew pot...now this!
Trouble with a Capital "T"
That rhymes with "B"
That stands for Baby!
Yeah, we got Trouble
Here in Lyndhurst City (also).
Our Trouble rhymes with C
That stands for Caramel!
Purrs,
Padre, Panda Bear, Meerkat, Cookie, Trouble aka Caramel, Sunny, Sky, & Mama Rose
Trouble, we recognise that hint of mischief in your step... we recognise it well!
I feel lucky that no one has photographed my butt, plastered it on a blog, and commented on how dirty it is.
HAHAHAHAHA!
I dunno, Scouty's pupils were pretty dilated. EIther he had overdosed on nip, or he saw Trouble coming!!!
Haha ~ it looks like someone has gotten a bad reputation... and now we know why. ;)
Have a fun Tuesday kitty!
xo Catherine
Of course now the Ess is vacant it isn't as interesting!
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
You sure didn't have to put up much of a fight to get that Ess thing, I would have made you work harder for it,
excellent way of thinking through the best use of trouble.
LOL, no one is safe when the Baby is in town!
The Baby rules!
geez - a mancat can't get no respect with the Baby around....
Trouble...err....The Baby, that's just how Scout acts to Shaggy. One look and thats it.
Poor Scouty. Maybe The Baby just wanted a turn on the ESS?
hehe! We think the earlier comment hit it...you never really wanted the Ess. It's ALWAYS about the chase.
; ) Katie & Glogirly
Me thinks she is a girl who KNOWS what she wants! AND
how to gets it!
Kisses
Nellie
(PS Me loves the knees!)
I just love how Scouty fits into that Ess purrfectly. Fits like a glove, I think... if I wore gloves I would know for sure... but I don't... 'cause I'm a cat... but you knew that, right?
Looks like you made a wise choice!
Baby, Baby.... poor Scouty!!!!!
Dear friends,
You are so lucky, your place is fabulous, I think you all could play together!Hmmm that cat tree is really cool! ;)
purrs to you all
Luna
Around here, ANNYBODY is likely ta pounce ANNYBODY cuz we all enjoy ambushes on either side of the game. As with you, a good charge usually wins the day.
Oh that's so funny. And so... well... cat-like! As you know, I rather like white cats. :)
MOL Baby...you are cruisin' for a bruisin' walking into enemy territory. Johnny will always see you a a big puffy marshmallow.
Note to your Mom: We were hired by 13 stately felines to come over to whip you in to shape...so consider yourself whipped!!
Hugs Madi and Mom
"Johnny considers Me a food group”. Hmmm! Austin is the same for Big Ginge!
Oh boy, we sure hop mama doesn't take a picture of our tooshies when they are dirty. The nerve of humans.
The Baby strikes again! That self satisfied smile in the last picture says it all.
Isn't there one in every house.
You are wicked The Baby. Eric does that to me too.
Flynn
It's all about the chase!
Teehee, it's so cute the way you kitties think! I hope Scoutie didn't take it personally.
Nubbin wiggles,
Oskar
RUN, SCOUTY! If she incapacitates you, they'll make stew!
You were too smart for them, I saw it in your eyes. You were on top of the situation the whole time! {{sigh}}
Kitty kisses & head bumps,
MMM
What is it with those white ones anyway?
Trouble always triumphs!
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