WTF Wednesday: You're #$*@ Embarassing Me!

Ummm, why do you people feel the need to take our pictures when I'm having a private moment and junk?  "Oh, lookit! Pepper's tongue is hanging out, let me take a picture...." Gimme a #@#$# break! I don't take her picture when she's pulling out that wedgy or scarfing down her food (Which I know she does just so I can't beg for any, but that's another day, another post.) All I'm saying is I'm a very vain species, and I do not appreciate being exposed and humiliated. C'mon man, WTF?!

She'll be back on Friday with a real blog post. I don't know what her problem is lately...

WTF Wednesday: What Happened To A Home Being A Cat's Castle?

Hello Humans. It is I, Pepper. Miss Pepper if you're nasty. On this edition of WTF Wednesday, I just wanna know why my muva takes it upon herself to bombard my dwelling with all this smelly crap. There are boxes and tubs and crates full of useless stuff I can't even get near. I used to have free range of this joint. Now certain areas are off limits?? For example, I can no longer go into the kitchen when she's preparing soap and and other gooey messes. That stuff smells like flowers and fruits and stuff. P.........U! Where's the delicious aroma of fried chicken and pork chops? And she's constantly vacuuming. She knows that thing terrifies the hell out of me. My hair is supposed to be all over the place. And why is she always wearing those sausage casings on her hands when she's handling that stinky soap? She's really changed, and I don't know if I like it....WTF, people?

WTF Wednesday: Clothes Are For Humans!

 (It's allergy season, and my eye is a runny mess.)

Before I rip her a new one, I must graciously thank my human mother for allowing me to vent on this blog. While we don’t always see things eye-to-eye, I love her dearly although I don’t always show it. Now, on to the clawing!

 

I do not like “things” on my luxurious fur. I may just be a cat to you, but my fur belongs to me, and I get warm enough as it is without her covering it with human crap like scarves and sweaters and junk. It's bad enough she makes me wear that damn collar with that stupid bell on it, but I’m hip to the game. If she even comes near me with one of those things, I haul tail! Look at this nonsense she draped around me for this photo. I look and feel ridiculous which is why I refused to cooperate for this photo. Not even the sweet aroma of chicken-flavored treats could entice me to let her tie this crap around me. I’m like, “I’m a cat! WTF….”

WTF Wednesday

I had to snap this pic of my baby looking at a passerby. I love how she stares at something or someone. I know she's thinking, "WTF....."