Road Trip!

WAFFLES: Hey Boss, where are we going?

KATIE: You’re the one singing the song, Waffles. Sounds like we’re going over the mountains and through the woods.

WAFFLES: Yeah but WHERE are we going?

KATIE: It’s a surprise, Waffles.

WAFFLES: You mean like Kentucky Fried Chicken surprise?

KATIE: Better.

WAFFLES: Better than KFC??? Is that even possible?

Where on earth are Katie & Waffles going?

We told you… it’s a surprise! 

A BIG surprise.

Stay tuned!

Tag Team Cats Dinnertime Strategy

WAFFLES:  Boss! What day is it? I can't remember what day it is. 

KATIE:  It's Friday. Why?

WAFFLES:  I just want to make sure I don't sleep through Caturday. 

KATIE:  Caturday? What about DINNER? You know Waffles, for a cat who's as food-obsessed as you are, you sure do sleep through dinnertime a lot. In fact, if I didn't send you out on your daily reconnaissance tour to remind Glogirly it's 4:59pm, we'd starve to death. 

And speaking of 4:59pm–

WAFFLES:  GLOGIRLY!!!! The Boss says it's dinnertime! 

KATIE:  Waffles! A little subtlety goes a long way. Now go into the living room and stare at Glogirly. Don't blink, don't look away and don't make a move until she does. 

 About Today's Photos 

We've shared the pre-mealtime dance routine that takes place nearly everyday here. What you probably don't know is what goes on right before the dance begins. 

Katie is the resident time keeper. She keeps a very close eye on her internal clock. She starts anticipating dinner long before the clock strikes 5pm. Glogirly tends to be a little lackadaisical when it comes keeping a consistent schedule.

Every day, starting at about 4pm, Katie & Waffles meet up in the kitchen. After what appears to be a close conversation, with instructions given by Katie, Waffles makes his first trek through the living room where Glogirly is usually working on her computer. The goal of course, is to gently remind her that it's dinner time and she's got two cats at risk of starvation.

Sometimes it takes a couple of pass throughs. Other times Waffles has to stare her down. 

Worst case scenario, Katie has to make a final pass through. ...that's when Glogirly knows she means business. 

And dinner is served.

My Favorite Day #WafflesWednesday

One of Glogirly's favorite books growing up was A. A. Milne's Winnie the Pooh. It was probably the first book that opened her heart to animals. Her favorite character was Piglet. She'll always remember the Christmas when Santa left her a small, stuffed piglet in her stocking.

She identified with Piglet's quiet and shy nature. He was an underdog, but with Pooh by his side anything was possible. They shared a love and friendship that resonates in her heart today.

In fact, it's Piglet's untainted innocence that in many ways inspires how she writes Waffles' voice. And Pooh's pragmatism that finds its way into Katie's.

One of her favorite Pooh-Piglet conversations goes something like this - 

Piglet sidled up to

Pooh from behind.

"Pooh!" he whispered.

"Yes, Piglet?"

"Nothing," said Piglet.

"I just wanted

to be sure of you."

Each day, Katie and Waffles seem to get a little closer. Emphasis on a "little." Someday though, she imagines Waffles and Katie just might share that same exchange. 

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Does Size Matter? National Measure Your Feet Day

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss! Did you know it's National Measure Your Feet Day?

KATIE:  Seriously? Is that really the best they could come up with for today?

WAFFLES:  It's cool, Boss! You know what they say about big feet –

KATIE:  No, Waffles. Tell me, what DO they say about big feet?

WAFFLES:  I don't know.  But they say something, so it must be good!  And I have REALLY BIG feet. What kind of feet do you have?

KATIE:  What do you mean, what kind of feet do I have? 

WAFFLES:  Are they small? medium? large? 

KATIE:  They're just right. 

WAFFLES:  Uh, Boss.... just right isn't a size. Only small, medium, large–

KATIE:  Well that depends.

WAFFLES:  Depends on what?

KATIE:  Depends on what (or who) I'm getting ready to whap.

A Corner on Cute #FridayFlashback

KATIE:  It may be Kitten Flashback Friday, but I still use my patented *upside-down-tilt-head-touch-cheek-with-paw* look every single day with Gloman. 

Each morning when he's getting getting ready for work, I wait for him in the closet. He shuts the door (and shuts out Waffles) so that it's just the two of us. I roll on the floor just like this and he's putty in my paws. It's the most special time of the day. For SO many reasons.

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss!!! I'm flashing back Friday too with your mouse catcher wand toy! 

KATIE:  You mean my former mouse catcher wand toy. Before you chewed his tail off.

WAFFLES:  And his eyes too.

KATIE:  *sigh*

WAFFLES:  Here's another one to flash back. Remember this?

KATIE:  How could I forget?  

WAFFLES:  I was still a kitten but I was taller than even YOU!

KATIE:  And it was at that point I realized the days of you being smaller than me were numbered. A very small number.

Catnap Interrupted #WafflesWednesday

WAFFLES:  BOSS!!!!! 

KATIE:  What.

WAFFLES:  Nothing. I just wanted to know if you were awake or not.

KATIE:  Waffles, there are so many things I could say right now.

WAFFLES:  So that's a yes? You're awake?

KATIE:  Maybe this is just a bad dream.

About Today's Photos

Katie and Waffles are rotation cats. Take their toys for example. For a few weeks the catnip pickle will be in high demand. Then one day the pickle takes a back seat to the crinkle ball. When the crinkle ball loses it's allure, the pickle is suddenly new again. 

The same could be said about their favorite napping spots. For the longest time they'd retreat to opposite sides of the townhouse when it's naptime- Katie stretched out by the front windows, Waffles by the back. Upstairs, downstairs. Living room, bedroom. They even rotate their nighttime sleeping spots. 

But lately, they've been meeting up in the guest room to snooze just a few feet apart. The morning sun pours in making it the warmest room in the house. Katie takes to her cushy pillow on the floor while Waffles (probably because he likes to be above everyone) stretches out on the plush guest bed that's just waiting to be covered in orange fur. 

So far, there've been no altercations in the guest room. We're thinking of renaming it Switzerland.

5-Star Lap Accommodations

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss, I think Gloman needs a bigger lap. 

KATIE:  I think his lap is just fine, Waffles.

WAFFLES:  Gloman, you need a bigger lap. Can we just get you one on Amazon? We have Prime. 

KATIE:  Gloman says you need to wait your turn, Waffles. And put Glogirly's credit card away. You're not an authorized user anyway.

WAFFLES:  Authorized, schmotherized. How's Mister Amazon going to know?

About Today's Photos

It was a regular love and nap fest here over the weekend. Katie and Waffles were taking turns on Gloman's lap all weekend long. Although Glogirly's lap had plenty of vacancies, it's just not as 5-star as Gloman's. Think Motel 6 versus the Ritz. 

Katie and Waffles have very discriminating taste in lap accommodations.

One Flew Over Waffles' Cuckoo Nest

WAFFLES:  What. I'm just Netflixing.

KATIE:  Waffles, it's like 2:00 in the morning. Shouldn't you be breaking into the kitchen cabinets or something? Locking yourself in the powder room?

WAFFLES:  I did that hours ago. I'm watching One Flew Over the Chicken's Nest.

KATIE:  Cuckoo, Waffles. It's Cuckoo's Nest.

WAFFLES:  No wonder there's no chickens in this movie. What a rip-off.

KATIE:  The real question is why you're Netflixing in the first place. You're a CAT.

WAFFLES:  A cat who likes movies and stuff.

KATIE:  You're just in it for the cheese popcorn.

WAFFLES:  Wait. There's cheese popcorn???

KATIE:  Must have missed that during your cabinet raid.


About Today's Photos 
Waffles' eyes are totally dilated today, but don't worry, he's not been dipping into the catnip. Would you believe they were taken in total darkness? That is, except for the light of the computer screen shining in his face with those shiny pink kitty lips.

And speaking of those cabinets... based on the state of the kitchen every morning, we're pretty sure the late night cabinet raid is a regular thing.

We really are living in a cuckoo's nest.

Strange Bedfellow Cats #WafflesWednesday

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss, I bet no one will ever believe we're sleeping together.

WAFFLES:  I better change my Facebook status to In a Relationship.

KATIE:  Wow... I had the strangest dream. What a nightmare. 

About Today's Photos

It's not often we post photos from our iPhone, but this morning's pics were so good, or rather shocking, we HAD to share. Gloman took the day off and unexpectedly showed up at home shortly before noon. This was the bedroom scene he walked into. If he hadn't had his iPhone with him, no one would ever believe it. 

Especially Katie.

Sing It Waffles! Songs from the Cat Pod

KATIE:  Uh oh. I'm sensing that Waffles is about to break out into song. Be scared. Be very, very scared.

WAFFLES:  And a 1, and a 2, and a... what comes next, Boss?

KATIE:  I'm exercising my right to not answer that question on the grounds that what we're about to hear cannot be unheard.

WAFFLES:  ♩♫♩♫♩♫  It's my pod and I'll meow if I want to–

WAFFLES:  ♩♫♩♫♩♫  Meow if I want to–

WAFFLES:  ♩♫♩♫♩♫  MEOW IF I WANT TO–

KATIE:  Really? That's what you're going with? 

WAFFLES:  How about "It's my poddy??"

About Today's Photos

Waffles is addicted to his Sleepypod. Not a day goes by that he doesn't hang out, nap or play in his pod. We call it 'podding.' Even Katie gets in on the fun, in her own pod of course. It never ceases to amaze Glogirly how Katie and Waffles love these mobile pet bed carriers so much despite the fact that every six months or so, they end up podding their way to the vet.

  

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Waffles the Static Electricity Cat

KATIE:  Waffles, what have you done? You look like you stuck your paw in the electrical outlet. You know you're not supposed to–

WAFFLES:  I didn't, Boss. Honest.

KATIE:  Well I know you weren't rubbing up against a balloon. 

WAFFLES:  We have balloons???

KATIE: You must have been taking a bath on the rug again.

WAFFLES:  Is that wrong?

KATIE:  Not if you don't mind static electricity.

KATIE:  So why don't you groom yourself like a normal cat?

WAFFLES:  Normal?

KATIE:  You know, sitting up and taking care of business, yoga-style.

WAFFLES:  Yoga?

KATIE:  I guess Waffles subscribes to The Lazy Cat's Guide to Grooming.

About Today's Photos

It's true. Waffles has his own personal style of bathing unlike any cat we've ever seen. He lays outstretched on the rug, on his back, and flip flops side to side like a fish, getting a few licks in with each flip and each flop. We call it the Flip-N-Roll.

Apparently, it's the only way he can seem to reach his armpits.

WAFFLES:  I have armpits???