A Private Conversation

That Woman: *moving toward the sliding glass window to pet Miss Jack*: *sigh* Hi Miss Jack! "

Miss Jack: "oh... it's you."

TW: "Don't you just love fall? The cooler air, the pretty colors, the rain?"

MJ: " Well no, not exactly. I prefer it very hot so I can lay directly in the Sun and get my belleh all toasty! "

TW: "But Miss Jack, when you lay in the sun your fur is so black it absorbs all that heat, I can barely pet you your fur is so hot to the touch!"

MJ: *laughing*"And your point is?"

TW: "Oh very funny! You get the blog for the day & you want to waste it being a smartycat fine for you!"

MJ: "Seriously, you're totally interrupting my daily ablutions"


TW: "Hey, remember when you were outside the other day and The Gurl was taking your pictures... remember doing this?" *snickers*


MJ: "HEY, that is sooo uncool! I mean I have allergies! The danged plumeria is all bloomy and smellie & makes me all sneezie! NOT very nice to post such unflattering pictures, don't you have someone else to torture today?"

TW: *throws hands up* "Now Miss Jack, stop being such a drama cat for pity's sake~!"



MJ: *to herself* DRAMA CAT??? She lives with the Bengal B. Queen, The Torbie B. Queen , The drool monster & that psychotic Mancat & she's got the nerve to call ME Dramacat? Well, let's just take it up a notch...


Now This is High Drama!


*all photos courtesy of The Gurl*