It’s a lovely Caturday morning over here at Sweet Tater Central. I’ve been organizing the kitchen (my sauces are now in alphabetical order) and watching these idiots chase each other around:
Here’s a delightful cat fact: In the absurd voice/language I have created for Ralph and Weaz, they refer to Stew as Mr. Sweaty BECAUSE… I was trying to text him one time (from the cats, obviously) and my auto-correct changed Mr. Stewart to Mr. Sweaty. Other characters: I am The Girl. My sister is The Little Girl. My mom is The Lady. My dad is That Man. And my brother is That Boy. Truth.
Now let’s play a game… Where’s Weasel?
I’ve heard that lots of cats like shoes, but Ralphie, like, loves shoes.
As a black cat, Ralphie is particularly thrilled for the Halloween season…