So, you know how in the last post I mentioned that the Albert Einstein of cats lives in my apartment? Well, recently the greatest feline running back to ever play the game has started sniffing the space heater. While it is on. I figured when the fetch started that this had to be some sign of superior intelligence. I think it might have been a fluke.
3 comments:
poor little peanut...and by the way, that picture is kinda scarray
Totally with Andy...that picture is disturbing.
I just got back from the vet (first visit in three years--whoops), where my children were described as "full-figured." Henry is 18.2 pounds; Mud is 13.3. Know where I can get a kitty treadmill?
This coupled with the previous post is especially funny. So, Inspector, it turns out that the cat from hell (obbviously what the picture protrays) is really a Dufus! Liked them a lot.
love,
the old man
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