Cat In A Bag

I know the phrase "Don't let the cat out of the bag!" actually refers to the cat o' nine tails, but I couldn't help myself when I found my girls like this:

I said, "Charlotte!! Don't let that cat out of the bag!!" Which, by the way, is my favorite gift bag ever given to me. AK is so very creative.

This picture cracks me up. There are 100 different captions I could come up with for this, but I think it is perfect as is. 

Especially because right afterwards, Sookie retreated to the safety of the bag again.

It looks rather comfy, I'd say.

Where's Miss Manners!?

I pride myself on being a great cat and bunny owner. I share a special bond with my animals. We communicate quite nicely. And up until this point, I thought I raised them all to be well-mannered individuals.

And then....

Sookie, NO! A lady never opens her legs like that to lick herself. EVER. Unacceptable, and if I wasn't a good Christian girl I would also say unforgivable. For shame, Sookie!

And that's her response. Since I said a few inches up that we communicate nicely, I guess I should let you know what she is telling me right here. "B****, get off my case, or I will tear up your face with my claws while you sleep."

Yikes. I really thought I raised her better than that...

Noah the Interior Decorator?

In this clip, Noah shows off what he's learned from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. You know, that ever popular design show? Yes. He's a fan.

But I must say... He's quite shy about his gift. Did you see how he froze when he realized I was filming him? I want to tell him to embrace his passion for design, but he's a little hard to reach sometimes.

I'm Sick

I hate being sick. At least it helps me appreciate my good health when the virus is gone! Still, feeling like some beavers built a dam in your nose is no fun. So what's a girl to do?

Well, if you're this girl... you stalk your cat. BUT! You take it one step further and pretend you're a little mouse looking at said cat through a peephole in the wall.  Observe.

Ooohh! Now, if I were a mouse I'd be pretty frightened because obviously the cat sees me and knows where I live. I think it would be time to move.

No? 

Cry Me A River

Why is Sookie crying?

Could it be because I told her I was kicking her out? Or maybe she broke her leg? Does she have severe depression???

No. She's crying because Charlotte stole her blueberry box.

Oh Sookie, it's just a box. Cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

Oh My... Where To Begin?

Oh blog, I've neglected you the past month. But, once I explain the circumstances I am sure you will understand.

Well, my job as a nanny is very rewarding, but extremely tiring. I turned twenty. If you can skip turning twenty and move on to twenty one, I highly suggest it. This is an obnoxious age. Then I went on a fun little trip with Miss Ariel. It was filled with laughter and dinosaurs. A few days later I met up with my Big for dinner and she introduced me to one of her friends from high school.

And then, just last week I received a horrific call. Curtis was at a Phillies game for a bachelor party. I was surprised when he called me. When I answered the phone all I heard was panting for a solid ten seconds. Then he tells me his friend was murdered. You may have heard about the savage beating outside Citizens Bank Park that took the life of a young man, and it breaks my heart to say my boyfriend was there. 

I'm not going to go into detail because it isn't my place. But the media has gotten so much of this story wrong, and it doesn't help. Curtis is devastated, as are his friends, and I find myself struggling as well. I cannot understand how men can be so barbaric, violent, and evil. It saddens and sickens me.

Through this, I have found great comfort in my animals. Time and time again they have come through for me. But, I hope you understand my absence. Please keep us in your prayers, we need them.