It seems like every week I have my lulz kitteh pics all ready for deployment on Caturday and end up trying to post them on Sunday. And we all know that Cunday just doesn't have the same ring. So here we go again #SteemFam, another epic Lyndsay failure at following the rules.
AKA: Cunday
Okay, so Grayson as you all know, can sleep in any position and will keep sleeping pretty much no matter what you do to him...
As usual, coming in from the other room with rolling eyes because 
Who is lately being called just Linaaaaaa and most recently: Grizelda. We are having trouble locating her neck...the kittehs are reaching that age, where head and body are alllll blending into one.
Grayson is on my bed right now giving me the bloody stink-eye! On my bed. The nerve of this guy I tell ya.
With his fang out too, by itself this time...I'm scared. Eeeek...
This time instead of Sphinxing behind me when I'm on my laptop, they are doing it to Stryder while he's on his ipod. Now I'm certain they are using our devices to communicate with the Supreme Feline Overlords.
Bwa hahaaaa...Just another day in the life of the #CatsOfSteemit.
