The Leaning Tower of Pussies

All I wanted for Mother’s Day from my two cats was a decent photo of my fur balls together.

Surely you know by now that Teddy is a superstar and deems himself worthy of royal credentials. New Cat on the other hand could care less about being in the spotlight and makes damn sure I’m aware at all times.

All love.

I’ve apparently adopted the Lindsay Lohan of cats.

The following photoshoot took place in 12 seconds and may be the only pic I ever get of the three of us.

Wrangling two fully clawed pussy cats up to my face proved to be a fun treat. While all of the hoisting was taking place, NC was extremely vocal about his disdain of making lasting memories while Tedstar put on his finest pissy face for the camera.

Happy?

Bitch. Bitch. Bitch.

As I forcefully hugged them closer to my face, NC became an expert wiggler and Mr. Bear remained dead weight.

Forced.

Wiggle while you work.

Just as I thought we’d gotten the heebee jeebees out of our newest resident, Mr. Tuxedo decided to play ‘light as a feather stiff as a board’ which turned me into a human teeter totter.

Is this love that I'm feeling?

Leaning Tower of Pussies.

I started to over correct my lean and our trio almost went overboard.

Overboard

Our version of the classic Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell movie poster.

Just as I was about to scold New Cat for not being able to dedicate 30 seconds to me on Mother’s Day, I realized the true culprit of this photo mess.

Of course it was none other than Mr. Ted E. Bear himself, pushing NC right out of the spotlight.

Spotlight stealer.

Scene stealer.

And The Bear got just what he wanted.

Still pissy faced.

Solo pissy face pic.

Not surprised, are you?

Meeeow.

CBXB

CBXB!