Now because my Teddy is the most laid back pussy you’ll ever meet, over the years I’ve been able to shove him into a sombrero, a tie, a Santa suit, bunny ears and last Halloween, into a Robin Thicke costume (complimenting my Miley – and yes, if you didn’t already know or believe my previous statement, I am bat shit crazy over my feline. I couldn’t love him more if I birthed him myself. Judge away).
But I knew this holiday season was going to be different because Ted and I acquired a new resident this year in the form of a very annoying, extremely lovable, mentally challenged (think Lloyd Christmas from Dumb and Dumber) tuxedo cat we
cleverly named New Cat. Wondering how I could costume a trio, my gal pal over at Apple Pie and Napalm suggested Catman and Robin, with me chiming in as Catwoman, obviously.
Hoping NC was high from glue fumes, my fingers were crossed that he would bond with his costume before I tried to slide him into it.
After thirty minutes of trying to wrangle New New into his Robin collar, I should have known by his crazy eyes just how well this photo shoot would go…
While Ted patiently waited in his full on Catman garb, I wrestled New Cat WWE style to get the damn mask around his head.
Staying in character, I tried to strong armed the ferocious felines into sitting still enough for one more shot….which might have worked if New Cat hadn’t somehow become more slippery than a greased pig.
So what’s a crazy cat lady to do when one of her pussies is being beyond cooperative during a photoshoot?
Do it again, naturally.
As you can see my second attempt failed more miserably than my first and Mr. Tuxedo meowed so loudly my ears were ringing.
Seeing that there was no coaxing my new pussy into anymore costume shenanigans, TB and I went back to what we do best.
Being a dynamic duo.
Which is exactly how Teddy prefers it.