Must’ve been some kind of party going on last night.


Gracie isn’t allowed on the kitchen counters. She’s refusing to take responsibility for this apple which has fallen very far from the tree.

Peace, people.
Must’ve been some kind of party going on last night.
Gracie isn’t allowed on the kitchen counters. She’s refusing to take responsibility for this apple which has fallen very far from the tree.
Peace, people.
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She is adorable. Innocent? I think not but who’s gonna argue with that sweet face.
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She’s a stinker!!! But she loves me and I love her, so…
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Seems like a purrfect cat toy…
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An apple of all things!
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Our cats are not allowed on tables or kitchen counters either. They interpret this rule as “if I get on the counter when people aren’t around it’s OK” chaos sets in when the human unexpectedly enters the room 🤣🤣
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Oh yes!! The look of panic when she’s been caught in the act is priceless.
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Cats are experts with the whole “Who, me?” thing.
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This one sure is.
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