Friday, February 2, 2018

Kitten Infiltration

We're not happy that the dog gets all the fun so we've decided to infiltrate the dog blog.



I'm Bibs - Hello


And I'm Socks

Mostly we like to run about, climb up things (like human legs), curl up together or with any human around, balance on things, explore, hide from one another then spring out suddenly, do meerkat impressions, mew at the dog through the glass door and eat, we love to eat.

Stanley: OMG, you kittens are on my blog, how totally exciting. It's fine for you join in, but I just have a couple of conditions. First you must let me lick you whenever I feel like it... second...

Kittens: Er, Stanley? Is that your name, dog? Well, I believe if you read the small print you will find that we will be turning into cats in the near future and under no circumstances whatsoever do cats except 'conditions' of any kind. You are a dog and will soon know your place.

Stanley: I have no idea what you're talking about, but I love you, I love you so much. Please can I lick you? Pleeeeaaaassseeee?

Kittens: There will be no licking, no barking, no whining, no jumping, no snapping at us. You must let us sleep in your bed, jump at you, eat your food and drink out of your water bowl. You must have no reaction at all.  Sign here please.

Stanley: Whine, heavy breathing, squeaky whine.

Kittens: This could take some time.