On a good day, it's surprising that I don't have more callouses on my feet from dragging them so much. Took me forever to get my black belt, I'm still working on finishing my college degree, I was 40 when I finally decided to get married. So of course I waited until I'm approaching my mid-40's to have our first kid. And I want to tell you about it. Interested?
Friday, December 01, 2006
Clearly, I must be stopped with the made up words.
Thanks go to Mo-rajar for finding the Frass image.
I'm house sitting my friend Latt's cats. Nice enough bastards, but my. They hate me. "Rowr Rowr ROOOOWR!"
"Okay, okay. Wet food. I forgot how bitchy you get when you don't get it."
"Well, rowr"
"I hear you"
"ROWR"
"No, I think your friend here articulated his feelings before, thanks."
"rowr"
"Yeah yeah. Let's hear you cluck when I don't come back for 2 days"
And then, they ignored me.
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I used to have a cat and we had extended conversations regarding various topic that were her chargrin. She usually won, but then I would dump her off my lap and be the ultimate dictator.
Its good to be human.
BTW, switch over to Beta, you are messing up my commenting capabilities!
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That karate cat is scary.
Don't they have vaccines for that?
Our dog talks more than my cat, these days, mostly because the dog likes to be around the humans and the cat hates to be around the dog, and so now the dog does most of the talking and the cat just waits until we're in bed and then sleeps on us.
Good morning, have a run-on sentence.
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