I’ve been taking a couple cat pictures of Stewie with my camera the other day:
I mostly like the one pic of him resting inside a cardboard box because I find that really adorable. 😛
I’ve been taking a couple cat pictures of Stewie with my camera the other day:
I mostly like the one pic of him resting inside a cardboard box because I find that really adorable. 😛
Last night I snapped a nice picture of Stewie laying down on a cat blanket down in the laundry room where Morty was laying down on:
Yep, they both love to take turns napping on a cat blanket. 🙂
Last night I went downstairs to the laundry room with my camera and got some nice photos of Stewie doing his late night habitats:
It’s been awhile since I posted a pic of Stewie. Here’s a picture of him at the entrance to my bedroom demanding my attention and his escort to the food bowl:
Yep, it’s always his job to do that because he still loves me. 😛
Last night Stewie was camping in my bedroom because he hates the sounds of thunderstorms. So I snapped two pics of him resting next to my dresser and my rug:
Fortunately for him, my father’s hair dryer helps drown out the sounds of storms to help him calm down.
I took this nice picture of Stewie from a few days ago. He was laying on a pink blanket in a rocking chair at the living room:
I had my camera deployed the other day and took this nice pic of Stewie. He was happily resting on a pink blanket on the rocking chair:
Oh, and speaking of Stewie, let me tell you people a story about what he did wrong a few days ago. I was watching television in the living room while my father pitches a cat tent on the couch for Morty after placing his milk cup on the coffee table. Stewie hopped up on the coffee table just to watch my father working on a cat tent when suddenly he knocked my father’s milk cup off the table with his tail while he was skedaddling off there and into the dining room. Now the milk has been splattered on the carpet, so I yelled at him for that and he was like “What? What’s the big idea?”. My father was angry at Stewie for making a mess in the living room, and he just poured his full cup of milk too.
So yeah, that’s how Stewie got in trouble for spilling my father’s milk on the carpet. But that’s okay, he’ll remember not to do the same mistake again.
I snapped this nice cat pic of Stewie resting on the computer chair in the dining room the other day:
Today was a sad day for Stewie because he doesn’t like bad weather and my mother San_San’s violin playing, so Stewie walked up to San_San sitting on the computer chair with her violin and then seriously bit her in the arm to encourage her to stop playing.
I sure hope tomorrow’s going to be a better day for him.
Last night I went downstairs to the laundry room to catch up on some laundry but I caught Stewie sleeping on my father’s shirts on top of the deep freeze, so I took a couple pics of the evidence: