Posted by on Sep 22, 2022 | 20 comments

Well, in case you can’t recognize what’s going on here, my little paw is making sure mama’s leg won’t go anywhere.  I am thankful that we have a few more days together before THEY go off gallavanting with adolescent anthros (and their parents, but who counts them?) and I am HA HA HA left here to get treats and love and snuggles with my aunty and uncle and maybe even a ukelele tune or so…

For sure, I’ll get the jabs, but that’s a given.

We are thankful for jabs and insulin and TREATS AFTER!!!

(Well, a little dab of malt paste never hurt anyone, right?)

When mama was younger she said to papa, “No flabby triceps for me” and has excercised to (maybe help) keep them from wobbling, so I am saying about malt paste treats, “No hairballs for ME!”

It worked for me, can’t speak for mama, 

Dreaming of time with my aunty Jacqueline, uncle Brian and aunty Sue.💤

And we thank and are thankful FOR all of the wonderful places and anthros who have sheltered and adopted kitties all over the world. MERCI!