Bucks for Bella, Two Dee Oh Gee Pond, and She's At It Again . . .

The human received two packages today and for the life of me, I cannot understand what all the yelling and screaming was about.

What in the heck is THIS? Who is Bella? What raffle?Then she came completely unglued when she saw who the second box was from. "Oh YAY!" she yelled. "It's the necklace I won from Two Dog Pond because I'm so clever!"
And to think someone in this household gets excited over receiving something from not one but TWO dee-oh-gee's. I really do think the world is coming to an end.

Following is further evidence that I am being persecuted simply because I do not have front claws and cannot rip the eyeballs from the human's now swollen head.

Me: Yes, I hear you, and no, I don't want to play with that toy. Leave me alone.

Me: Apparently you're getting hard of hearing. I said NO. (Idiot).

Me: Good lord, now she's dangling it in front of me. This is rediculous.

Me: What part of GET OUT OF MY FACE don't you understand, HMMMM?!

Me: (Sigh). Now she's wrapped the damn thing around my tail. God, give me strength.

Me: I'm leaving. Death to humans.

Mr. Wonderful Gets His Picture Taken

Whenever the human goes into her office, I usually pay her a visit at some point.

My favorite thing to do is to wind my way through all the boxes and stuff on the floor and then start banging on the closet door until she yells at me. Then I find a nice spot to hide and wait for Mr. Squashy Face to come in so I can jump him. The problem with that is he never comes into the room, having learned his lesson the hard way.

Apparently the human thought I looked extraordinarily handsome and mysterious and managed to snap me peering over the box. She's getting pretty good at catching us at adorably cute moments. Here's another one for your viewing (please note that she cropped out the mess on the floor: wires, files, a stack of stock information that she never looks at anymore. Wonder why? She does own up to being a lousy housekeeper and I will certainly vouch for THAT!).

If You Can't See What I'm Talking About Now, You're Just Stupid

OK--here's the Squashy Face looking ever so cutesy. I'm watching him and letting him know that this cute little posing stuff isn't fooling me AT ALL.

These devil eyes are watching as the strap on the human's camera goes back...and forth...and back...and forth...just too much for a cat to withstand . . .

For the record, the human caught my reaction to this tedious display of youthful wontonness:Please . . . tell me this will all end some day soon. Please. I beg you.