The cats hate it when I whip out the camera. Especially Felix, who will make it a point to turn his back toward me and ignore every attempt I make to get his attention.

Not that Cleo’s any better. On a good day, she’s already in her default crotchety state, and I consider it [...]

Someone likes getting his head scratched.

You’ll have to excuse my alien-looking arm.

The sweet spot.

Totally blissed out.

Spoiled.

You know how they say people’s pets look and act like their owners? I’m not saying it’s true or anything. But anyone who knows my sister and me will understand the following visual evidence.
Exhibit A: My cat

Exhibit B: My sister’s cat

I leave you to make your own conclusions.

Reasons to post photos of Cleo rolling around in the grass, enjoying her happy time.

1. I’ve been accused of playing favorites when it comes to the cats. We all know that’s not true. *shifty eyes*

2. To give you more proof that I am the crazy cat lady in-training.

3. Despite getting off [...]

By every definition of the word, Felix is the spoiled youngest child of the family. He demands and gets attention, he comes and goes as he pleases, he picks fights with Cleo and rarely gets blamed for starting them, and he is spoiled. Oh, he is so spoiled.
When he was a [...]