Hi Kitties!
Johnny here!
Did the title of today's post fool you?
It's really about me and not Mommy's nefarious afternoon Rum Cocktail habit.
heh heh.
I have a TON of nicknames, one of which is "Mister Smash".
I like fitting into stuff that is WAY too small for me!
The Cat Food Box that Mommy gave us on Wednesday...almost a little too big.As a kitten tot I loved this fruit box.
Look at how small I was! I don't have a ruff or anything here.
I was playing with a Peacock feather! Or what was left of it.
I've always been happy to smash with another kitty.
Me and Kitten Felix are cuddling here...back in the days when Felix acknowledged that OtherCats existed.Don't panic! This is NOT a full sized laundry basket!
It fits me purrfectly.Kitties, if you need to know how to cram eighteen pounds of Cat into a container, come talk to me.
Have a great Saturday!
XX Tiny Johnson
pee ess: Many kitties commented on the clean uncluttered kitchen counters in yesterday's post...for your information, Mommy is a clean freak. Yes, Salem likes to launch stuff off the counters. And the squirt bottle in the background--I don't want to talk about that. It's Evil.
