Ralph!

Happy gorgeous Caturday. Let’s make this quick so I spend every second of the day outside…

Look who it is! A Ralph! It’s rare that I “feature” Ralph on the “cover” of Caturday (who would buy this if it were in print?? EVERYONE) because it’s near impossible to capture a decent photo of her. She’s always doing this:

Oh HEY. You're taking a picture? PET ME

This one is pretty glorious:

The majestic Ralph moved delicately across the floor.

Finally a winner:

Ralphiiiie

Weaz, as we all know, is a much easier photo target. She’s always… everywhere. Staring blankly.

Here I am. I pooped in yer toilet.

Me again. Just watchin you sleep.

Want a cuddle?

Found yer weights!

She’s not always this easy to find though. And when I can’t find her… watch out. It’s panic mode times a billion. Like, the kind of panic mode where I frantically dig through the dryer to make sure she’s not in there.

But usually it just ends like this:

Oh dear sweet Jesus WHERE IS WEAZ

Oh.