Guess who finally learned to stop being an ass?

Has stopped meowing (for the most part) and waking me up in the morning since I started feeding them at night:



















<3 my Meatwad.

I know 2 very bad kitties who will be celebrating a birthday soon.

So on Sunday I decided it would be a perfect day to take Meatwad and Beefcake to PetSmart to get their nails clipped. It was a gorgeous day, and the cats seemed to be in good moods. I packed them up in their carriers and we headed on out.

When we got in the pet salon area, two of the women there immediately recognized me, and I assume it was because of Meatwad. Here's why:

Meatwad basically attacked the poor woman who got stuck clipping his nails. It was like an all out brawl before she put the cone on. It looked a lot like this:


And also a bit like this:


Except, imagine the lion is Meatwad and the tiger is the PetSmart lady.

I went out to pay while she was finishing him up, and there were people outside the salon staring saying "Look at that crazy cat!". The woman who rang me up asked, "is that your cat everyone is talking about?". YEA. That's my Meatwad.

So then she trims Beefcake's nails and I can see he behaves... but when she brings him back over to me in his carrier, she says, "I just want you to know, he's peed all over the inside of the carrier and himself."

Great. One mean cat and one pee-covered cat. That poor lady. I tipped her for being so calm about it.

Then I sadly took my two bad kitties home and gave poor Beefcake a bath. I would have taken a picture but it takes both hands to handle that.

Meatwad's Twin

As I was reading some Popsugar the other day, I happened to notice that one of the ads featured a very handsome kitty cat. This cat could be Meatwad's twin!




Compare to my Meatwad:


He even has the same eyegoop stuff.

Maybe it's one of Meatwad's siblings from the Catawba animal shelter.

Yay! Beefcake made Stuff on My Cat!

SEE HIM HERE!!!!!!!!!!

After Vacuuming...

My Cats HATE it when I vacuum. They always run either upstairs or downstairs depending on where I am. Yesterday I vacuumed upstairs so they ran downstairs. Then, I vacuumed down the stairs and from the front to the back on the bottom floor. They had nowhere left to hide, I thought. When I was finished, I wondered.. where are the boys hiding? Then, I went into the kitchen to find some grub. Found this:

so...