Wordless Wednesday

What? Wordless What?  How can I, Kringle,

A 15 year old specimen of a Maine Coon Man Cat,

Be ever so wordless???

You see, This Girl who's been in my house LEAVES today...

Back on the Road to Dallas she says-

Well, Noir, whoever you are-This Girl is on her way back to you..

KEEP HER!

Call Me Kringle Part II

This Girl who's been in my house is STILL here

I heard tell to My Girl Deb she may be leaving tomorrow--

I'm glad. This Girl snores.

How does whoever this Noir is--deal with a buzz saw at night?

This Girl continues to pursue a clear photo of me....

I continue to not cooperate.

Why? MY house is

My house and This Girl

Snores.

Noir, come get This Girl...NOW!

Man Cat Monday....?

Call me Kringle. I am 15 years old and live in the Hawkeye State aka IOWA! 

And the whole cat blog thing..I dunno. This Girl visiting my house told 

My Girl Deb about it and says I oughta participate in Man Cat Monday-

Huh?

Other Man Cats do this?  Really? 

Anyway, I gave This Girl this treatment: 

Then.....

This Girl found just the right spot

So maybe....just maybe.....

Man Cat Monday is something worth looking into...

Call Me Kringle

Yes. Kringle. Me. My girl Deb got me round the

Yuletide in 1995 when I was a baby boy cat.

I liked to sleep in the bathroom sink.

My girl Deb's friend-the same girl-with this camera in my face

Is said to have named me.

Hmm.

So since This Girl named me, I gotta put up with

This camera stuff? Fuzzy photo and all?

And isn't This Girl the same girl who brought a

Snippy, snoopy orange tabby cat to MY house a time or two ago...?

I think I'll just

say HAPPY 4TH OF JULY instead!!!