Whenever the kids became too overwhelming, Mrs. Tibbles would retreat into her Box of Solitude and think calming thoughts, which primarily consisted of being single and sipping mimosas on a secluded beach in Belize.
"Huh? Kittens? What kittens?"
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It looks like she’s thinking “These snowflakes are so calming and mesmerizing. But what are they doing on a beach in Belize?” 🤔🐱😸
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Oh Cabana Boy!! After this week and this weekend with the move, I’ll be wanting to join her on the beach.
Mrs. Tibbles has the right idea.
I used to have a tabby named Mr. Tibbles, and of course I still have Arabella Figg. Whenever we’d listen to HP5 (Phoenix), I would burst out laughing at their big scenes.
AJ, good luck with the move. It will be so wonderful to get settled, I’m sure!
I think she’s going to need a bigger box LOL!
My friend just went to Belize a few weeks ago…she took the kids, though.
Snowflakes and mimeowsas… sounds pretty good. Plus pretty kitty… perfect.
Fuuckkkk, that’s the trick. I need that box for work. 😀
You sound fairly certain FKA!! 🤣🤣
Mrs. Tibbles certainly has striking markings! I wonder if her entire front legs are white, or only the front side?