Monday, November 26, 2007

Post Thanksgiving Kittehs

She looks so grownup. Not a kitten anymoar. (sob)

A little noir Ripley. And still a kitten for another month.
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13 comments:

Anonymous said...

The babeez haz growed up on u. Soon they'll be getting their driver's licenses and going off to college.

*sigh*

flory

8:53 PM
Plum Pudding said...

maybe they eaten too many turkeys?

8:59 PM
Plum Pudding said...

maybe they ate too many turkeys?

9:00 PM
Plum Pudding said...

en françcais maintenant:

peut-être ont-elles mangé trop de dindes?

9:00 PM
four legs good said...

No turkey here. We had ham.

9:02 PM
Anonymous said...

Quickly, Ms. Ripley, take advantage of ur one more month of kittenhood.

U can do all sorts of enjoyable, but wicked things and get away with them! Claw the upholstery, attack visitors' ankles, growl at and terrify visiting small dogs, demand bites of (human food) turkey, ham, beef.

Then plead that U are just an innocent, ignorant little kitteh. Bat ur eyelashes and meow helplessly … ur kittenslave will still melt to ur charm.

But it all changes when we grow up. Now owr human expects Bro and me to behave like gentlemen kittehs. And does she scold us when we don't! Wow!

But Ms. Ripley Darling Chainsaw, to mai heart U will always be the most perfect of kittens.

Silkey, an older fan

2:07 AM
Anonymous said...

Quickly, Ms. Ripley, take advantage of ur one more month of kittenhood.

U can do all sorts of enjoyable, but wicked things and get away with them! Claw the upholstery, attack visitors' ankles, growl at and terrify visiting small dogs, demand bites of (human food) turkey, ham, beef.

Then plead that U are just an innocent, ignorant little kitteh. Bat ur eyelashes and meow helplessly … ur kittenslave will still melt to ur charm.

But it all changes when we grow up. Now owr human expects Bro and me to behave like gentlemen kittehs. And does she scold us when we don't! Wow!

But Ms. Ripley Darling Chainsaw, to mai heart U will always be the most perfect of kittens.

Silkey, an older fan

2:07 AM
Anonymous said...

Sorry about the repeat.

Sometimes my paws feel clumsy.

2:09 AM
Anonymous said...

You have reared Maddie to full and glorious adulthood. She needs to have a debutant ball. White lace gloves, corsage, first dance with her centaur.
Ripley can be a deb juniorette. Mid-length gown, big pink sash...

I have a rich inner life.

-mnkid

6:39 AM
zoe said...

mnkid - as long as it is not one of those creepy chastity balls.........

10:48 AM
Anonymous said...

Debutant ball! Party, Party for Maddie's big first birthday! Great idea, mnkid.

Pearls set over Maddie's fichu, flowing champagne, mousie party favors … fun!

But is a "big pink sash" appropriate for a gurl named Chainsaw? A tough feminist feline?

2:29 PM
Anonymous said...

But is a "big pink sash" appropriate for a gurl named Chainsaw? A tough feminist feline?

It's okay. It's like Sara Vowell's pink goth!

3:26 PM
Anonymous said...

I didn't realize Maddie was that old.

Congratulations, Mlle. M.

I don't think she's really ready for a deb ball this birthday, though. From what I understand about Maine Coons, they take three to four *years* to reach adulthood.

Which is no reason she and Ripley shouldn't party like there's no tomorrow, come their birthdays.

4:43 PM

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