Bullet with NO Butterfly Wings

First of all, I bet you never thought you would see a Smashing Pumpkins reference on a cat blog. What can we say...we are progressive cats.

Anyway....We have always had seperate uses for our parents.
Our daddy is here to play with us and take us out on our balcony now and then for some fresh air and maybe a treat here and there.
Mommy is around to stroke our huge kitty egos and 'ew & ahhh' at everything we do. Oh yeah....and to keep us warm at night...mom makes a mighty good pillow.

Anyway, the point to this post is that we think our parents are getting a wee bit confused about the roles they are supposed to be playing.
They bought us a new 'butterfly on a wire' toy the other day and our MOM has been the one playing with us the last few nights with this new toy.

Jack:'Yeah, and you are ruining the whole thing by eating the wings off that damn butterfly so soon, Meg! Geesh!'
Meg: 'Zip it, Fatso! You know I have no self control when it comes to insects.'

Ok..back to the story. With our mom playing with us now.....does that mean we have to start curling up with daddy now? Does that mean that our daddy is gonna start screeching with joy when he sees us after a long day at work and making us stupid ass songs about us like mom used to? (Please NO!) We are just so confused by this chain of events.

Meg: 'Dude...if mom starts taking us out on the balcony, it's gonna blow my mind.'

Newly Decorated

My brother, Jack wanted our new blog to have some sort of PINK theme.
I told him I would kidnap his Barbie mice and hold them for ransom if he didn't agree to green.
Green it is.

~Meg