The don't like crap.
Over the years we have tried to incorporate the outside into their lives but to keep them safe we bought them a collar harness. My big male is a virtual Houdini and can get out of anything and will punish you for the indignity at some point during the darkest hour of the night by a single claw tapping into your head. Its as if he is saying...
Don't ...tap
ever ...tap
do ....tap
that.... tap
AGAIN... tap.

I don't need a light up collar to tell me they are enjoying themselves. What a waste of money. The only benefit this collar could be for is I guess if someone had a hearing loss but I am positive they would still feel the vibrations.

This next thing would wage a feline war.
I can only guess that this little outfit must have been inspired by Rather Good's Vahalla featuring Viking kittens.
Cute but you can see by the look in this cats eyes that you are going to experience the wrath of a viking kitten in the not so distant future.

They are also extremely embarrassed for us when we reach a complete low on the costume front.
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