So our thoughtless humans left us to fend for ourselves for 25 hours and 50 minutes. They didn’t ask our kitty caregiver, Maggie, to come feed us our dinner Friday night or breakfast Saturday morning. They thought it was sufficient to leave three heaping bowls of dry food and five bowls of water. We really think they had that backwards as some of us prefer drinking from the toilet water fonts!

Anyway, when they returned, one bowl of food had only crumbs. We do not eat crumbs…ever! Another had about a half cup of food and one about a cup. We don’t even like the dry food bowls when they get down halfway, especially Giulietta who likes to scoop out pieces of food before eating.

As further insult they took just enough time to fill the bowls, let us all out and change their clothes so they could ride the tandem to Five Guys while the sun was out. They have a verbal agreement that they can only eat there if they bike. They were home for exactly one hour and left again for two and a half hours. They got a little payback; though, as the snow melt brought water over the greenway bridge that crosses the river so they had to turn around when they got to the bridge and backtrack. And in their haste, they didn’t check the weather before they left. It turned out to be super windy. MOLMOLMOLMOLMOLMOLMOLMOL. (That’s all eight of us laughing hysterically and in unison.)

Mom had time to find and clean up two dried throw-ups before they left. We are not telling if we’ve hidden any others. They don’t deserve the courtesy.

The original smashed vase. (Photo first published August 23, 2012 in the post, "My Cat's Better Than Your Cat.")

The original smashed vase. (Photo first published August 23, 2012, in the post, “My Cat’s Better Than Your Cat.”) That’s our gray mousie toy in the right background.

They did foil us from getting into any trouble, however. We couldn’t pull the curtains down from the front window. Mom had already taken them down to launder. She also put her flowers and favorite vase in the living room. When she was away another time we smashed the one this replaced. This also meant that we were unable to gnarl the flowers down to nubs. Fiona and Astrid didn’t even get nekked by removing their collars. We were all perfect little angels.

Lily Olivia did pay them back a little this morning when she pushed Mom’s water bottle off the counter so that the lid popped off. It took three terry towels to mop up all the water off the floor and rug. MOLMOLMOLMOLMOLMOLMOLMOL. You know what that means.

Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette.