Oh No! Not Another Pizza Picture!

Okay guys - I'll have you know, that posting this picture was not my idea! I opposed it. A picture of me atop a pizza box has already been posted to my blog - but 'D' decided that I needed to post the other picture.

Do I have a silly look on my face or what! Anyone who has read my previous posts, know that I laid (innocently I might add) atop one of the pizza boxes because A) it was warm ... B) the pizzas smelled wonderful ... and C) I was hungry.

As you can see from this picture I am a little bit ummmmmmm excited (otherwise known as my tummy demanding some pizza). I know my tail looks a little blurred - but I was swishing it around and around showing my intense pleasure of the pizza that was about to come.

And yes, I did receive a nibble of the pizza. And it was good. And I relished every morsel!

And contrary to what 'D' thinks, pizza does not taste better the next day. In fact, I thought it tasted rather cold, stiff, ungiving, and just plain yucky! I could't believe how 'D' eats day old pizza, smacking his lips, getting that red sauce over his face!

Now hard cat food on the other hand, taste wonderful day after day, no matter how long it has been out in the bowl. And of course I have never seen 'D' eat even a morsel of my hard dry cat food. What's with that? If I can taste 'D's food, surely he can taste mine! It's only fair. Maybe 'D' is afraid that he would like it - and want it all for himself.

I wish I could operate a digital camera. I would LOVE to get a picture of 'D' lying on his back, on the sofa, watching TV, and eating a bowl of chocolate ice cream. See how he would like if I posted THAT on my blog for all the world to see.

Now I am lost - I cannot remember what I really wanted to blog about. All this talk of pizzas has gotten me a little bit hungry.

Guess I'll head downstairs to the TV room, and hopefully 'D' has left a doughnut, or a snack on the side table for me to nibble on.

It's A Party!

Well, 'D&D' had a pizza party of sorts at our house. A celebration of 'D's b-day as well.

But let's get back to the pizza part of the party. Well - what does arrive for the party? Eight, count them, eight boxes of pizzas.

Yum Yum Give Me Some.

And I must say, they smelled soooooooooooooo good! All that warm, yummy cheese! Made my mouth just water!

So, when all the humans were outside, eating and drinking and chatting and smoking and munching and visiting - I could not resist that cheesy smell, and made myself comfortable atop one of the still warm boxes!

I was in heaven! The box was so warm, the cheesy aroma was overpowering! And then 'D' had to ruin it all and shoo me away from the boxes.

And 'D' didn't even offer me a nibble of pizza! Well!

Just wait. Revenge is a dish best served cold! (And cold pizza isn't that bad either!).