Chet would like to respectfully disagree with you, Edward.
Respectful disagreement??? Hmmpf - That tail is the best toy yet!!!!It follows him everywhere! And he shares it!!!
It's so funny that they are always together...maybe they just look at each other and think they're looking at themselves...possibly Chet is making sure that's not his tailio? :-)Purry Hugs, Robin
The best toy ever wouldn't be Edward's tail... it would be Ms. Butterbean's tail. Picked by 8 out of 10 kitties!Although there is something to be said for strangely rigid kitten tails. Their like little furry battons.
OMG! My teeth ache from the sweetness of it all!Chet & Edward - wouldn't it be great if they got a forever home together? Yeah!
Yes it is! Silly kitty.
Yes it is!;)
Well Edward, just play with Chets tail right back!
Edward is probably too intellectual to do any playing with Chet's tail.I'm thinking that it's Edward and Cecily that are together most of the time and look most alike. Chet is more gray and his tabbiness is more subtle, I think.
Edward looks like he is trying to go #2.Maybe Chet is trying to intervene
The two little guys are sitting on a big red armchair. Edward is just starting to sit down, with his tail still in the air. Chet is standing behind him, catching the tip of Edward's tail between his paws. He looks completely intruiged by his capture, while Edward looks as though he's trying to be patient.
Love seein' bitty kittehs playin' on each other's body parts. Tails, toes, nose, ears... they're soft, they're warm and they move!And yes, kit, I imagine Miss Butterbean's tail is just the ultimate!
I thought Chet was saying "How cool! How'd you get it like that, Edward?" Makes me want to scoop 'em up and snuggle the daylights out of them. (When I try that with Evangeline she is MIGHTILY offended, might I say.)
When I first read this caption I was sure it'd be a picture of the Butterbean with an itty bitty. How precious this is, with Chet in that classic kitty play pose. He looks the way our cats do when they have a toy or a mouse. (We live in the Santa Cruz Mountains in Northern California, and occasionally a suicidal mouse will venture into our house.) Utterly charming.