Had to get away

There was some packing going on at our place the other day.

Cats don’t like packing.

They know what it means.

But wait! What’s that you say? One last bit of in-town fun before we go? Who could say no?

Not these two.

And quelle surprise! Out-of-towners, out on the town, fresh back from some time on an island.

The dashing Mr. Godfree, bringing it as always.

We called to order the initial meeting of our new organization.

Some came ready to kick some serious azz.

Others came in peace.

Strange rites of passage were undertaken.

Making some nervous.

We settled our differences over an enormous meal.

That couldn’t sit still for its close-up.

My actual fortune. It’s like they knew or something.

See y’all real soon!

6 responses to “Had to get away”

  1. Dave says:

    Wait, so you went on vacation to Southern California?

  2. Tim says:

    No. We’re in DC, then to Maine for a week in a cabin far from teh internets.

    This was our last night in town.

  3. Dave says:

    Sorry, I forgot the smiley emoticon.

    I had to make a joke to hide my intense jealousy that you got to hang out with all those lovely people.

  4. trixie says:

    dave, you were missed.
    see you real soon, though.

  5. swells says:

    what foxy friends you have, timo. why no photo of you, though?

  6. Tim says:

    Oops, I gotta take my irony pills.

    No photos of me on account of I was too busy pointing the camera at yer foxy selves.