Mog can’t prove I peed on anything. She lacks proof. No photos of me with lifted leg. For all she knows it could be Jezi.

Scared by er me into peeing on stuff.

So what if stuff only gets peed upon when I’m inside at night.

So what if I’m very terrortorial.

So what if Meowza and Bazel are usually out when the pee shows up.

Could have been Keefe.

So what he never gets up on the counter. Details.

I’m innocent I tell you. Innocent.

Don’t forget the Friday Ark, the Bad Kitty Cats Festival of Chaos this weekend is at The Catboys Realm and Sunday’s Carnival of the Cats is at Mog’s.

Yep, that’s me lounging on the table back in the days when there was stuff on the table. One of us kitties, not saying who, knocked it all off and Mog finally gave up leaving the table bare, covered only with scratches she blames on me.

I don’t know why.

And for more kittycats, there’s the Friday Ark. The Bengal Brats host this week’s Bad Kitty Cats Festival Of Chaos and the Carnival of the Cats will be at the Scratching Post on Sunday.

I finally got the hint, it’s too hot out there so I’ve been inside enjoying the sun from the airconditioned comfort of the sofa.

And it’s Friday, that means Friday Ark and then there’s the Bad Kitty Cats Festival of Chaos this weekend at Disturbed Reality. Sunday, the Carnival of the Cats heads over to Grace and Kittens. That should be enough kitty goodness to satisfy us kittycats. Oh and the humans too. Got to butter them up to let us use the computer. I’ve kindof fallen down in that category so I’m told.

Hey, I peed on something sides the blender this time. No need to get all upset over it. Geesh.