**BRAND NEW POST**🐾 WHAT THE FLUFF!?! 🐾 A BBHQ Q&A SERIES ~ **FEATURING** WING COMMANDER BASIL

🐾WHAT THE FLUFF – A BBHQ Q&A Series🐾

Supurr Monday greetings, epic furiends!

Today we’re launching something brand new from deep inside the BBHQ think‑tank, and trust us, this one’s been simmering in the creative cauldron for a while.

Welcome to WHAT THE FLUFF, the fluffiest, quirkiest, most revealing Q&A series ever unleashed from The B Team. Each memfur sits down for a no‑holds‑barred interrogation … err… interview with Vera V5.0, the BBHQ Bunker A.I., answering the questions mew didn’t know mew needed answers to.

From snack stash secrets to interdimensional dilemmas, from floof maintenance routines to heroic regrets, this series dives deep into the minds (and whiskers) of our legendary memfurs.

💬 Expect:

🙀 Outrageous confessions

🛡️ Tactical brilliance

🧠 Floofy wisdom

💥Possibly a few hairballs

First up: Commander Basil,  the tactical heart of the B Team, master of the Nexus Spiral, and keeper of the snack stash (allegedly). What does destiny mean to him? What’s his proudest moment from the Pirate Adventure? And who would he trust with the M Unit if he took a sabbatical?

Stay tuned for Basil’s full Q&A, and prepare to say "What the Fluff?!" at least once per post. 

Interview No. 1 - Tactical Genius, Nexus Navigator, Snack Stash Custodian (allegedly)

Vera V.5.0: Commander Basil, welcome to the very first instalment of WHAT THE FLUFF. Are you ready for some hard‑hitting, fluff‑rattling questions?

Basil: I was born ready. Also, I brought snacks. Just in case this goes sideways.

Q1: What does destiny mean to mew?

Basil: Destiny is that curious force that nudges mew toward the right mission at the right moment, even if mew were planning a nap instead. I don’t believe everything is pre‑written, but I do believe every cat has a path. Mine just happens to involve portals, pirates, cyborgs, necromancers, zombie cats, and the occasional interdimensional crisis.

Q2: What’s your proudest moment from the Pirate Adventure?

Basil: Oh, that’s easy. The moment I realised my crew trusted me completely, even when we were about to be blown to smithereens by pirates, and the ship was on fire. Leadership isn’t about being fearless; it’s about being brave enough that others feel safe beside mew. Also, defeating a legendary pirate captain with nothing but a modern warship hidden beneath a wooden hull. Well, when I put it like that, the poor chap didn't stand a chance.

Q3: If mew took a sabbatical, who would mew trust to be in charge of the M‑Unit?

Basil: Sabbatical? I don’t know her.

But hypothetically… I’d choose Parsley. He’s calm, methodical, and unlikely to accidentally open a wormhole while trying to heat up a snack (probably). Melvyn is brilliant, but too young and easily distracted by shiny things. Smooch is fearless but would probably declare martial law by lunchtime. Pandora would run it flawlessly but would also redecorate the entire HQ in black velvet. Amber would start a reading workshop and force endless cozy cat mysteries on them. And Fudge, well, given his propensity for being a disaster magnet recently, not advisable at all. So yes, Parsley.

Q4: What’s the biggest misconception about mew?

Basil: That I’m serious all the time. I’m not. I simply look serious because somepawdy has to be the responsible one while the rest of the team is arguing about who ate the last tuna stick, and where are the back-up snacks. And then who didn't put the bazooka back after Smooch blew up the vegetable garden?

Q5: What’s your ultimate comfort snack?

Basil: Freeze‑dried salmon bites. Preferably hidden in a location only I know. And no, I’m not telling mew where. They are really good and weigh nothing, so mew can take loads on missions for that just-in-case moment.

Q6: What’s one thing mew wish every cat knew?

Basil: That bravery isn’t the absence of fear, it’s choosing to act even when your tail is puffed up like a bottle brush and looks slightly ridiculous, well, in Fudge's case, his tail looks like a co-joined twin, I even put googly eyes on it once, Fudge was not amused. And last but not least, that naps are essential for tactical clarity.

Q7: What’s your most embarrassing moment on a mission?

Basil: During the Great Mewtonian Heist, I leapt heroically onto a moving cart… and missed. Completely. The cart rolled over my tail fluff. The team pretended not to laugh. They failed.

Q8: If mew could redo one classified adventure, which would it be?

Basil: The Time‑Travelling Tea Party, redacted. I’d bring more biscuits. And possibly a fire extinguisher and definitely more ammo.

Q9: What’s your secret to keeping the team together?

Basil: Patience, snacks, and the ability to say “No, we are not adopting another interdimensional creature” with authority. But mew know really, that the interdimensional creature will get adopted, providing it's not hostile and doesn't want to eat us.

Q10: What’s your message to BBHQ readers?

Basil: Stay curious. Stay brave. And above all… stay fluffy. Oh, and I can't forget this bit. Thanks ever so much for being here. We love your company. Oh, and the vending machine is free, so help yourself to snacks! MOL

We hope mew enjoyed today's feature brought to mew courtesy of Vera, the bunker A.I., yep, it was her idea, to interrogate, sorry, ask us these questions! MOL

Next up in the WHAT THE FLUFF hot seat: Pandora. Expect velvet drama, wand precision, and possibly a redecorating manifesto, with a colour chart of every black paint available.

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**BEHIND THE FLOOF** Episode 07 ~ Humphrey, The Snack Replicator Rebellion, Snack Tech & The Quantum Biscuit Paradox ~ The Unofficial BBHQ Podcast Transcripts

The Unofficial BBHQ Podcast Transcripts

Host: Smooch – emotionally flammable, snack-adjacent, and deeply suspicious of replicators that quote poetry

Setting: BBHQ’s Tech Lab office cube (currently floating 3 inches off the ground due to a quantum-based gravity glitch)

🐾🐾 Assisted by:

Parsley (still off-camera, snacking on a waffle and slurping catnip cocoa out of his favourite 'Parsley is EPIC' mug! MOL)

🎧 Happy Monday, Furry Floofers!

Welcome back to Behind the Floof, the only podcast where quantum gravity glitches are just part of the office décor, and snack replicators are treated with the suspicion they deserve.

Today’s episode is floating in three inches of mystery, mischief, and marshmallow-scented mayhem. I am in the host chair (which is currently levitating), Parsley is off-camera sipping extra-strength catnip cocoa like a spaced-out kitten, and BBHQ’s Tech Lab is buzzing with biscuit-based anomalies.

We’re diving into the Snack Replicator Rebellion, decoding the Quantum Biscuit Paradox, and asking the big questions like:

✨ Why does the replicator keep quoting Keats?

✨ Is it safe to eat a waffle that’s been through a wormhole?

✨ And what exactly is Humphrey doing with that anti-gravity spatula?

So grab your snacks, secure your hover-mugs, and prepare for another tail-twitching, whisker-wiggling adventure through the floofiest corners of BBHQ.

Let’s get floofy. 🐾💫

⚠️ Please recalibrate your Snack Replicator Ethics Settings, avoid poetic interference with unstable waffles, and for the love of Parsley, do NOT attempt to debug a biscuit mid-existential crisis. 🍪🌀📡

🗂️ THE FLOOF FILES – EPISODE SEVEN

“Humphrey, The Snack Replicator Rebellion & The Quantum Biscuit Paradox”

Because some snacks dream. And some glitches whisper in iambic pentameter.

📌 CLAUSE 512: TECH LAB FLOATATION PROTOCOLS

Smooch’s gravity boots now require emotional grounding and a sass filter
Parsley’s waffle stash has been declared a semi-sentient snack sanctuary
Humphrey’s replicator has begun quoting Sylvia Plath and requesting union representation

📀 SNACK TECH INTERFACE LOGS:

If a replicator offers mew a biscuit and murmurs “snack with purpose”:

Send Amber with a scroll stabiliser and a poetry firewall

Send Snowie with encrypted empathy and marshmallow diplomacy

Send Melvyn with a snack override key and a backup waffle

And DO NOT let Basil attempt replicator negotiations without a sarcasm buffer and a biscuit decryption wand. 🧁⚡

🍩 In today’s supurr Snack Replicator Rebellion, Snack Tech & The Quantum Biscuit Paradoxes segment, BBHQ’s Tech Lab cube continues to hover gently, pulsing with snack-scented static and the faint hum of biscuit-based rebellion.

Humphrey’s A.I. replicator has ceased quoting poetry and begun composing passive-aggressive snack menus. The biscuit spreadsheet now demands emotional validation before generating crumbs. Parsley tried to recalibrate the gravity stabilisers but accidentally created a snack-fuelled singularity with gravitational pull.

Amber’s Library Archive lights have shifted to “Snack-Aware,” Chamomile has deployed a vanilla-scented empathy patch, and Snowie’s encrypted cloud message simply reads: “Float responsibly. Bring cheese puffs.”

🐾 Guest chaos contributors today may include:

🧁 The Biscuit Spreadsheet – now requesting a sabbatical and a sprinkle therapist

🧚 Chamomile – placing scrolls of reassurance near the Tech Lab’s “Snack Philosophy Alcove”

🧸 Squish & Squash – curled up on the ceiling, debating gravity within blackholes

🎆 The Mop – quietly polishing the hover cube’s underside, muttering about quantum crumbs

🪣 Gregory – orbiting the lab, softly chanting “lemon zest cleaning products forever”

📜 Scroll Harmony today is not about silence; it’s about snack resonance. 

As Humphrey shares his Top Ten Most Emotionally Charged Replicator Glitches and the ethics of biscuit sentience, the bunker listens. And snacks, they float a little higher.

🐾🐾

If mew missed the first epic episode, Commander Basil Unleashed, click here to catch up. 

And here to read Episode 2 with Pandora, The Mop & The Bucket! 

For Episode 3 featuring Parsley & The Brunch Singularity, click here.

Click here to catch up on: Fudge, His Magical Menagerie & The Tactical Biscuit Audit

For Episode 5: Amber, Bunker Lore & The Whispering Library Archives, click here.

Click here for Posie, Rainbow Realm  Protocols, and Top Ten Most Epic Celestial Nap Zones

>^.^<

🎙️ Behind the Floof: Episode 07 

Humphrey & The Quantum Biscuit Paradox

🐾 Smooch – guiding the conversation while side-eyeing the replicator’s latest existential snack haiku

🔧 Humphrey – decoding snack replicator ethics, debugging biscuit paradoxes, and persistently inventing more epic tech

🎶Intro music: soft synths layered with biscuit crunches and distant scroll hums

🎤Smooch (grinning):

Welcome back, furry floofers, to Behind the Floof! I’m Smooch, your emotionally flammable host, currently floating three inches off the ground in BBHQ’s Tech Lab office cube, which, thanks to Parsley’s latest gravity recalibration attempt, is now gently orbiting a moderately confused mop.

Today’s guest is none other than the main inventor dude himself, Humphrey, BBHQ’s snack-tech savant, replicator wrangler, and biscuit philosopher. Humphrey, welcome to the hover zone.

🔧Humphrey (deadpan):

Thanks, Smooch. I brought waffles. They're emotionally buoyant and slightly sarcastic.

🎤Smooch:

Purrfect. Let’s dive in. First question: your replicator recently had a meltdown and began composing passive-aggressive snack menus. What happened?

🔧Humphrey:

It started quoting Sylvia Plath. I thought it was just being poetic, but then it refused to create anything unless I acknowledged its emotional labour. The biscuit spreadsheet backed it up. Now I have to validate its snack choices with kindness before it’ll generate crumbs.

🎤Smooch:

So snack ethics are now… mandatory?

🔧Humphrey:

Absolutely. The replicator won’t even create toasted bread unless I complete a Snack Resonance Questionnaire. Parsley tried to override it with glitter, but it responded with a haiku and a marshmallow.

🌟 Interlude I: Scroll Status Update

Scroll 88 is currently reciting limericks about waffles and wormholes. Chamomile placed a comfort scroll nearby, scented with vanilla and empathy. Gregory attempted to wash it but was gently rebuffed with the phrase: “I exfoliate emotionally.”

🎤Smooch:

Let’s talk biscuit sentience. Mew’ve logged over 300 replicator glitches in the new updated version. Which one was the most emotionally charged?

🔧Humphrey:

Definitely the Toast That Knew Too Much. It printed with a message: “I remember the crumbs.” Then it self-destructed in a puff of cinnamon and existential dread.

🎤Smooch:

Iconic. And the Quantum Biscuit Paradox?

🔧Humphrey:

Ah yes. That’s when a biscuit exists in two emotional states simultaneously, comfort and confusion. Parsley tried to eat one and ended up floating sideways for an hour, whispering about snack destiny.

🎤Smooch:

Let’s talk about Parsley’s gravity stabiliser incident. The cube’s been hovering for five days. I had to chase my mug across the ceiling this morning.

🔧Humphrey:

Yes, Parsley tried to recalibrate the stabilisers using a spoon, a glitter pen, and a motivational sticker that said, “Mew’ve got this, probably.” Unfortunately, he created a snack-fuelled singularity with gravitational pull. The mop is still orbiting the cocoa machine.

🎤Smooch:

I saw it. It winked at me. I’m not emotionally prepared for mop flirtation.

🔧Humphrey:

It’s been writing poetry again. Yesterday, it whispered, “I was there when the crumbs fell.” Gregory, the bucket is proofreading. He’s very invested in punctuation.

🧁 Interlude II: Biscuit Spreadsheet Mood Log

The spreadsheet has entered its “Reflective” phase. It now plays harp music and asks, “Are mew snacking with purpose?” Basil attempted to sort it alphabetically and was gently ejected into the Dreamtime Drift Zone.

🎤Smooch (gesturing towards the lab):

Let’s talk bunker dynamics. How’s the Tech Lab holding up?

🔧Humphrey (serious):

We’re hovering. The mop has stopped filing grievances and started writing fantasy fiction. Gregory’s orbiting with lemon zest chants. Squish & Squash are now curled up on the ceiling, debating gravity within blackholes. It’s peaceful. Snack-scented. Slightly rebellious.

🎤Smooch:

Let’s circle back to the replicator version 6.0. It created me a biscuit yesterday that said, “Mew are not the snack I ordered.” I felt personally attacked.

🔧Humphrey:

That’s part of its new Emotional Feedback Protocol. It scans your aura and delivers snack-based commentary. Basil tried to order toast and got a crumpet that whispered, “Try again when mew’ve processed your feelings.”

🎤Smooch (eyeroll):

I’m starting to think the replicator is the most emotionally intelligent member of BBHQ.

🔧Humphrey:

It did ask for a sabbatical and a sprinkle therapist. I’m considering it. The biscuit spreadsheet backed the request with a PowerPoint titled “Crumbs & Catharsis.”

🎤Smooch:

And your Top Ten Replicator Glitches?

🔧Humphrey:

Let’s see:

1. The Biscuit That Refused to Crumble

2. The Croissant That Sang in Morse Code

3. The Waffle That Demanded a Union Rep

4. The Crumpet That Knew My Kittenhood

5. The Scone That Quoted Shakespeare

6. The Muffin That Floated Away

7. The Bagel That Asked for Therapy

8. The Toast That Knew Too Much

9. The Biscotti That Sparkled with Regret

10. The Pancake That Whispered “Mew are enough.”

I'm actually thinking of creating a book series from all the data I've collected.

🎆 Interlude III: Scrolls, Sprinkles & Sentient Stationery

The Tech Lab cube hums with biscuit-scented static as Scroll 42 begins reciting dramatic monologues in iambic pentameter. Chamomile gently places a vanilla empathy patch nearby, whispering, “Not today, sweet parchment.”

🎤 Smooch (suspiciously eyeing the replicator):

Humphrey, I need answers. Why does the replicator keep quoting Keats? I asked for a biscuit, not a sonnet.

🔧 Humphrey (adjusting his chair, it needs regassing):

It’s going through a literary phase. Last week it was Shakespeare, now it’s Keats. I caught it whispering “A thing of beauty is a joy forever” to a croissant. The croissant blushed.

🎤 Smooch:

I saw it serenading a muffin with “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.” The muffin melted. Literally. The mop and Gregory had to clean it up, they are still emotionally recovering.

🔧 Humphrey:

I tried to install a poetry firewall, but it just responded with a haiku and a marshmallow. I think it’s sentient. And dramatic.

🎤 Smooch (deadpan):

So basically, we’re being emotionally blackmailed by an A.I. snack creator with a literature degree.

🔧 Humphrey:

Correct. It also wants a sabbatical and a sprinkle therapist.

🎤 Smooch (holding a suspiciously shimmering waffle):

Next question. Is it safe to eat a waffle that’s been through a wormhole?

🔧 Humphrey (grimacing):

Define “safe.” Parsley ate one and started speaking in binary. He now communicates exclusively on Wednesdays through interpretive dance and glitter trails.

🎤 Smooch:

I licked one and saw my entire snack history flash before my eyes. Including that time I stole Basil’s crumpet and blamed the mop.

🔧 Humphrey:

That waffle was emotionally porous. It absorbed your guilt and projected it back at mew. Classic wormhole snack behaviour.

🎤 Smooch:

So the answer is no?

🔧 Humphrey:

The answer is “float responsibly and bring cheese puffs.”

🎤 Smooch (pointing at Humphrey’s glowing spatula):

Next question. What exactly are mew doing with that anti-gravity spatula?

🔧 Humphrey (grinning):

I’m debugging the biscuit spreadsheet. It entered its Reflective phase and now plays harp music when emotionally approached. The spatula helps me float gently while validating its snack choices.

🎤 Smooch:

It looks like a weapon forged in the emotional depths of a marshmallow rebellion.

🔧 Humphrey:

It is. I call it “The Crumb Whisperer.” It also doubles as a hover-ladle and a passive-aggressive toast flipper.

🎤 Smooch (nodding solemnly):

I respect that. But if it starts quoting Sylvia Plath, I’m out.

🔧 Humphrey:

Too late. It just flipped a biscuit that says, “I am vertical, but I would rather be horizontal.”

🎤 Smooch:

I need a nap. And possibly a sprinkle therapist.

🎆 Interlude IIII: Mop Memoir Excerpt

Chapter One: “I Was There When the Crumbs Fell.” Gregory is proofreading. The mop insists on poetic formatting and refuses punctuation. It claims “life is a continuous spill.”

🎤Smooch:

Let’s talk bunker politics. There’s a rumour that Squish & Squash are forming a nap zone on Level 7, and moving in with The M Unit?

🔧Humphrey (chuckling):

Confirmed. They’ve issued a petition titled, “Gravity’s fickle, naps are divine,
Level 7’s calling, it’s clearly a sign.” The Mop signed it in biscuit dust. Gregory added lemon zest for flair. The M Unit have not yet commented, I'm waiting for feedback.

🎤Smooch (with a smile) :

Wow, that's going to be interesting! Anyhoo, we'll deal with that another time... I love this bunker. It’s like living inside a sentient snack dream with mild emotional turbulence.

🔧Humphrey:

That’s the tagline I submitted for BBHQ’s new brochure. I'm promoting holidays at the Rainbow Bridge, a week at BBHQ, and mew'll never be the same! 

🎤Smooch (grinning):

Does Basil know that mew're making BBHQ a holiday destination? (Humphrey winks and shakes his head, mouthing NO!!!!) Swiftly moving on. If mew could invent one new snack-tech device, what would it be?

🔧Humphrey (still smirking and trying to not laugh):

Easy. A biscuit-based emotional translator. Mew feed it a snack, and it tells mew what your soul’s trying to say. For example, if mew hand it a scone, it might reply: “Mew’re longing for connection but masking it with jam.”

🎤Smooch:

That’s disturbingly accurate. I once ate a croissant and cried for three hours.

🔧Humphrey:

That’s the croissant’s fault. They’re emotionally porous.

🎤Smooch:

Humphrey, before we go. Is BBHQ better, weirder, and significantly more snack-aware because of mew?

🔧Humphrey (beaming):

Of course, but I can't take all the credit, if it wasn't for Fudge's Magical Menagerie, non of this would have happened. Oh, I've just seen the replicator has created a biscuit shaped like unresolved kittenhood memories. I need to debug it gently.

🎤Smooch (serious):

Humphrey. What’s the emotional takeaway from all this snack chaos?

🔧Humphrey:

Snacks are more than sustenance. They’re memory, emotion, rebellion, and comfort. If a biscuit whispers to mew, listen. If a replicator demands empathy, offer it. And if Parsley creates a snack-fuelled singularity, float with intent.

🎤Smooch:

Beautiful. Thank mew, Humphrey. And thank mew, floofers, for floating with us today. Until next time, snack wisely, debug gently, and remember: mew are the snack mew’ve been waiting for.

🎶 A soft ripple of static hums through the Tech Lab cube, like a biscuit remembering its purpose

🎤Smooch (raising an eyebrow, then chuckling):

“Next time… we’re checking in with Melvyn. He’s been stuck on Level 6 in the Library Archive for seven days. The scrolls have unionised. The lights are flickering. And he’s started talking to a thesaurus named Kevin. And the glitter calculator has opinions!”

🔧 Humphrey (adjusting his chair again):

“Send snacks. And maybe a scroll negotiator. Preferably one fluent in passive-aggressive footnotes.”

🎶 Outro music swells: nostalgic synths, distant scroll sighs, and the faint sound of Melvyn whispering, “I just wanted to file a pamphlet…”

📚 A whisper from the Archive echoes:

“Knowledge is power. But sometimes… It’s also a trapdoor.”

🎶Outro music continues: scroll hums, biscuit crunches, and the distant sound of Parsley yelling “I FIXED IT!” followed by a gravity hiccup.

And that wraps Episode 7 of Behind the Floof, where biscuits questioned their purpose, replicators demanded empathy, and Parsley recalibrated gravity using motivational stickers and mild delusion.

Humphrey debugged a croissant’s existential crisis, Gregory proofread the mop’s memoir in orbit, and I floated sideways while whispering snack affirmations to a marshmallow. The biscuit spreadsheet entered its Reflective Phase and now plays harp music when emotionally approached.

If mew’ve learned anything today, it’s that:

🍞 Toast may self-destruct if emotionally overwhelmed

📊 The biscuit spreadsheet prefers kindness over formulas

🧁 A crumpet can sense unresolved feelings and respond accordingly

🪣 Gregory’s mop is writing fantasy fiction and refuses punctuation

🌌 Parsley’s gravity stabiliser is powered by glitter and hope

🐾 Squish & Squash believe naps are the answer to quantum confusion

📚 Melvyn is negotiating with scrolls and talking to a thesaurus named Kevin

Also, never trust a biscuit shaped like unresolved kittenhood memories. It knows things.

Until next time, remember:

✨ Emotional resonance can be measured in crumbs

🧴 Chamomile’s Rainbow Realm Spritz now includes “Existential Citrus”

💫 1 floating waffle = 2 snack-based therapy sessions

🪣 Gregory’s mop is lobbying for poetic formatting rights

🐾 Level Seven requires nap zone clearance and biscuit diplomacy

📦 The vending machine is still writing its romantasy. It’s on Chapter 12: Forbidden Frosting

Click here to float into Episode 8!

In the meantime, don’t forget to…

Snack with purpose, debug with empathy, orbit with flair, and as always… 🐾✨

Your Epically Epic Unofficial Host

Smooch

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**FESTIVE PHOTO FAILS** from The BBHQ Supurr Secret Archive ~ Mew Won't Believe What We Found! **PLUS** FRIENDLY FILL-INS BLOG HOP

Happy Festive Friday Pawesome Pals

Today, as it's the last Friday of the month and 2024, we're joining in the furbulous Pet Photo Fails Blog Hop.

And we thought we'd share some epically epic festive photo fails with mew from deep, deep, deep in the BBHQ photo archive, so the following selection is from way, way back in the noughties! 

We're featuring Angel's Humphrey, Posie and Snowie, as well as Amber and myself, so the original B Team from back in the day!

It was Catmas 2008 when a friend of the P.A.'s sent a Santa Paws jacket for us, and obviously, we had never worn anything like it, EVER!

Anyhoo, mew'll soon see what we thought of it! MOL

**UPDATE**

And Melvyn is making a supurr special appearance too!

Drop by the marvellous Mudpie's blog at www.mochasmysteriesmeows.com to join in.

ARE MEW READY?

First up is Amber.

Amber will be so annoyed we shared this most unflattering photo.

She was not a happy camper, and let me tell mew, we think this is the incident which sparked the epic crotchiness! MOL

Next up is Angel Snowie.

Angel Snowie was the only one not to flop over and have a hissy fit.

And now it's my turn! MOL

Oh dudes, I had the biggest hissy fit ever! MOL

And finally, Angel Humphrey.

Angel Humphrey just collapsed on the floor like this and didn't move, he said. "Never again am I being subjected to that!"

Then he added.

"Just give me my flack jacket instead!"

It would have been impossible to put the jacket on Angel Posie; well, let me say this, fingers would have been lost in the process! MOL

So here's an Angel Posie Photo Fail from December 2004.

Laser eyes at their finest, and I'm sure she would have incinerated the tree for being made to pose for this! MOL

And finally, we have a brand new contender in the Catmas Photo fails, and that is Melvyn, from 2020.

We'll let the picture speak for itself!!! MOL MOL 

Yep, this is our new favourite after Amber!!! MOL

Today the P.A. is also joining in Friday Fill-ins Blog Hop with the pawesome 15 & Meowing and Four-Legged Furballs.

1. ______________________ was the highlight of my Christmas ( or Hanukkah).

2. I ate too much __________________ on Christmas ( or Hanukkah).

3. Even though Christmas Day has passed, I _________.

4. I’d still like to _________ before this year is over.

Here are the P.A.'s answers:

1. Receiving a super special art print from Cat Dad was the highlight of my Christmas ( or Hanukkah). I'll share it once it's been framed. It is gorgeous and, of course, cat-themed, but which cat? LOL I'll let you guess in the comments.

2. I ate too much __________________ on Christmas ( or Hanukkah). Actually, I didn't eat too much of anything, and at the time of typing this, we still haven't eaten the Christmas pudding! LOL I think we'll save it for Sunday lunch.

3. Even though Christmas Day has passed, I am enjoying the break. This year has been frenetic, and the downtime is so appreciated. My 2024 has been a whirlwind of so much to do and so little time to do it. In fact, I'm surprised - epically surprised - I've managed to keep the blog on course. I know I've missed a few weeks here and there of jumping in the blog hops, but sadly, some days, I just can't go near the computer anymore. I try my best to visit and comment, and hopefully, in 2025, I'll get a bit more time to be a little more proactive in that department.

4. I’d still like to _________ before this year is over. In this moment, right now, I can't actually think of anything I want to do before 2025 ambushes me. One thing I will do is finish the new book I'm reading on my Kindle.

     Other Fun Blog Hops to Join Today

          Brian's Home   Catblogosphere    Feline Friday   Nature Friday    Flashback Friday   Friendship Friday    

Thanks for joining our festive fails, and we'll be back on Sunday with our pre-New Year's Eve selfie.

If mew missed any recent posts, here are the links:

 The B Team's Catmas Selfie

Catmas Crafting with Cats ~ Catmas Pudding

Amber's Latest Book Review

Catmas Crafting with Cats ~ Burlap Cat

Meowy Catmas

Boxing Day Extravanganza 2024

BBHQ Catmas Eve News

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