Kitty Talk: STILL An Embarassing Admission

I don't know about you, but I can't help but baby-talk to my 4 - no - now 3 kitty cats. My husband makes fun of my catlingo but my babies know exactly what I say - at least I think they do. With names like Bailey Boots Little Pussy & Peaches N. Crème de Menthe, Contesse Thursday Jeudi de la Mer (adopt Thursday at http://www.save.rescuegroups.org) and Tia Maria Tigresse, it's hard not to have fun.

A Tale of Three Pussies: A New Ménage À Trois

I brought her in the bathroom and put her in the bathtub (with me) and closed the glass doors. Boy was I in for it! As soon as the water started trickling down she started a crying serenade that would challenge the greatest opera singers in the world. I shampooed most of her, cleaned her butt and tried to get it all rinsed off. Ha. I did my best all the while telling her that she was such a good girl.

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