Francisco De Gato

It seems there was a dinner at the WH where a military choir serenaded the orange turd and his guest with a rendition of One Day More from Les Miserables, and the ignorant fools loved it. This is what happens when you don’t read. People mock you to your face. 😹

from Dad:

This is Brilliant.
Mansplaining at its best.
Be best.

Hello :3

Just napping on my cat tree. lazy day.

Lazy daze…

What you look like scrolling

Francisco looking directly toward the camera, somewhat nonchalantly…

Oh Hi.

Dad’s been busy or traveling or under the weather for all this time and couldn’t really help me keep up to date on posting my usual “goings on.”

I’m disappointed by that, for sure, but not too mad at him because he hasn’t missed a meal, or treat, or playtime so…

Anyway, it’s 2025.
Yikes.

Francisco snoozing in the glass lasagne pan.

It’s a snug fit, but I like it.

First thing I noticed is that Bella has an AirTag.
Just like me.
She must be very important.
I know I am.

the way it’s done.

Ohhhh…🙀

I. am. SO. Jealous!!!

Me, Francisco, looking out the window wishing there were birds to watch.

Why are there no birds this afternoon? I really wanted to see some birds.

Goals:

Well done, sir, well done…

Me, Francisco, a harlequin white and black cat on photographed against the backdrop of a black and white checkered floor.

What charm and classical aesthetics…a study in the geometry of black and white…this photo is worthy of a Meowseum of Art, no?

Melania already finalized next year’s Christmas plans for the White House?

(Oops… did I say that out loud?)

Francisco diligently looking out the window to the deck certain that there must be birds there as they are every morning.

I know the birds are there. They’re there every morning. I always check. At least a couple times a day. And always in the morning.

Good morning and welcome to Tuna Tuesday

“To be beautiful means to be yourself.

You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.”

Be you, always.

Francisco investigating the outside smells coming in under the door in the entry way

I must always go check out the entryway when someone comes into the house. I get very insistent about this and make my displeasure well-known if I am denied these precious minutes.

Ah.

I can tell that dude on the right has seen some things.

Dad says skepticism is just having wisdom beyond one’s years.

Personally, I only look like that when it seems someone has skimped on my treats…

😹😹😹

Me, Francisco, nipping a cool sip of water directly from the faucet.

Of course I have a water bowl (refreshed twice or thrice daily).

And I also do have a water fountain (that’s more fun to play in than much else)

But I prefer to get my water from the tap. It just is better that way… I don’t know why, it just IS.

Francisco the cat, half asleep in a glass casserole dish that barely contains him.

It’s been a long morning.

I think I need more coffee.

wait, I don’t even drink coffee…😼

(and yes, that is a casserole dish. It’s cozy and one of my favorite places. ❤️)

he looks a bit like my brother from another mother.

Good Luck, Sam 😺

looks about right.

pick a movie, keep one actor, rest are Muppets:

Mission Impossible
NOT Tom Cruise

Bliss.

Go Bumble Tus!!! 😸

Me too. Especially every morning while dad has coffee.

Oh oh, looks like somebody got “price checked.”. 😸

… but not a tuna salad.

buh-dum-dum.

(Dad says, “stop…” but I can see him chuckling.)