Miss Stinky Stakes Her Claim.
Stinkerbelle: “Listen UP, hussies. I unnerstand you’ve been trying to SNUGGLE with MY boyfriend, and THAT ain’t gonna happen!”
Tommy: “ZzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. (Uh oh, how’d she hear that I’ve been snuggling with the hussies? Oh, right. That’s all over the internet. But I didn’t think she knew how to Google! She said using the mouse was too awkward without opposable thumbs!)”
Stinkerbelle: “He is MY boyfriend – MINE – and you can’t come slinking in here, sashaying across the bed, and demanding a snuggle.”
Tommy: “ZzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. (But I can’t help it. I’m only so strong when faced with strange kittens who are demanding snuggles!)”
Stinkerbelle: “I’m talking to YOU, goofball. Just because he’s black and you’re mostly black doesn’t mean he’s YOURS. He’s MINE, and I don’t care if you’re long and slinky and I’m short and edging toward portly. I’ve put my stamp on him and he is MINE.”
Tommy: “ZzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. (She’s goofy, but she’s a good snuggler. I cannot keep my paws to myself.)”
Stinkerbelle: “MINE. I am going to snuggle with MY boyfriend, unnerstand?”
Mister Boogers: “Could someone shut her up?”
Punki: “Ya rly.”
Tommy: “ZzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. (I think they get the idea. Good lord she can go on and on.)”
Stinkerbelle: “I have put my stamp of love upon him, and now I shall lay here and seethe with hatred for those hussies who think they can have him. THEY CANNOT.”
Tommy: “ZzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. (I can’t help it if all the wimmins want me. I’m RATHER gorgeous.)”
Stinkerbelle: “Yeah, okay, maybe sometimes I like to snuggle with Mister Boogers. Even sometimes I lick him on atop his head. But he is a magnificent bastard and that cannot be helped. In any case, Tommy is mine. MINE.”
Tommy: “ZzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. (Uh oh. Does she know that I snuggle with Mister Boogers, too? Would that make her more jealous, or less?)”
2006: Want to meet the new babies? You know you do!
2005: No entry.