To address the League of Fight For A Little Play-Dude For Indigo™ supporters for a moment, let me assure you that little Indigo Pumpkinhead Spoiledpants is doing *just* fine. And by "just fine" I mean popcorn eating, gets hours and hours of play-time with his pet humans every day, has a tricked out kitty condo and super-phat view of the city lifestyle going on up in this biznatch. He's a spoiled brat that gets everything he wants, including a soft sleeping spot on mom's neck (or tangled in her long, luxurious hair that's clearly there for the sole purpose of being his, ONLY HIS!, play-thing), exclusive rights to the title of "alpha male" (probably his most prized possesion I might add), his own website complete with more friends than I have, and the super-expensive kitty food that keeps his hair silky soft. I swear to god more time is spent grooming *his* fucking hair than my own.
And I spend a lot of time on my hair!!!
In fact, if I didn't know better the little guy would blog something today that goes like...
"Meow meow, Indie Kittenface here. Last night my humans got me a blender, which at first seemed like a great idea because I like cheese and cream and popcorn and greasy, cheesie hot dogs, and potato chips just fine. But meowwwwwww *growl*, my pet human got the idea in her head that she would prepare *squeak* healthy stuff with it. Raaaarrrrrrr healthy stuff! So to remind that strong-minded pet of mine who's really boss around the joint I attacked her pant ribbons and slept on her face. That pretty much set her straight, meow meow, meow meow meow, and she apologized with pink mousies and snuggles this morning. Purrrrr that's what I'm talking about. Oooh, bright shiny things!!! Must... pounce! Meow meow."
(I'm so *not* a cat person, honestly. I swear not to be that jerk who talks endlessly about her cat, but if you're going to insist on throwing accusations and opinions at my comments it's only fair that I get to respond. I mean really, have you *seen* how much self-control I've had over posting photos of little Spoiledpants on the photoblog? Probably the most self-control ever is all I'm sayin'.)
The little brat might get a younger sibling... but it's gonna be a few months. Mama's gotta arrange a new castle, this summer, for his spoiled pants first. He's all, "Meow meow, great view of birdies and bunnies," but I'm all, "You start carrying your weight around here financially Mister Meowieface and *then* we'll start figuring out how to get you some tail."
Good lord, this is the last time I'm blogging about my cat. He's making me look like I've lost my damn mind.
Comments
wow, almost thought that kitty blog was from Henrietta Pussycat......grasp that flashback!
Ha! He has his own kitty MySpace thing!!! I love that!
Aren't you concerned about other kitties taking advantage of Indigo via Catster? I think you should monitor Indigo's internet time...