Montyfalcon and Pazzofalcon, sitting in a (Christmas) tree...
...mocking Nestakitty for his inability to climb up and eat them.
*smug cooing*
*deranged yowling*
Meanwhile, Paolokitty is napping in my hand-knitted cashmere rossonera scarf, as far away from the noise as he can get.
He looks like he's taken drugs. This might be because Nestakitty has not stopped bitching ever since the Violafalcons moved in.
Futile, futile bitching.
