#fluffy cats
Firstly : holy crap that is a lot of fur for an 8 week old kitten.
Second : we are collecting kittens with strange meows this month apparently.
Third : I love him.
Fourth : my husband said no, because we already have a fluffy idiot son and do not need another.
This cat: Myar. Myeh!
Me: B- babie
Let’s Hear It For The Boys.
Spamvil cat and their bebeh
Fluffy
This is, quite possibly, the greatest display of cat affection by men I have ever witnessed. I want to meet these guys – and all of the cats – immediately.
Seriously. I need a glass table. Stat.
Grace is conked
At Frame & Follie, we’re starting the year off on a very happy note! We just wrapped up a project (which we’ll share with you very shortly!) and now we’re both headed on vacation! We have a few blog posts already scheduled and will be checking emails, but we’ll be out of the office until January 22. Until then, boss cat’s in charge. Just kidding, he’s always in charge.
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Squeaky clean.
Pretty girl.
I can hear you…
Why is the office a mess, Mummy??
We go we goooo
I’m finally home and Cimorene has joyously returned to her Morning Jammies Ritual.
Sister snuggles.
Packing shenanigans.
Blep.
Bath time in the sun.
Fluffball.
Eyes, whiskers, paws, and tail
(Paws and tail)
Lady Phryne approves of her new toy.
Green Queen Cimorene.
Good morning.
Terrible service.
Meow?
Shh, I’m eavesdropping.
House Cat.
Cimorene’s chosen hiding place was behind the washer, helpfully excavating some serious dust bunnies.
