"Haha, you snooze, you lose, stupid dog. Only I can eat the holy yogurt from the planet Activa."
Some people are born to greatness while others have greatness thrust upon them. Neither of those describes me. I'm more of the hermit/crotchety/Pastafarian/mediocre type carbon life form. I keep living my life until I have wealth thrust upon me which will happen when I find that cached pirate’s booty that has been buried in the back forty. (Don’t ask me how, or why, pirates would bury their gold miles from the ocean and in the bush, they just did okay.)
Monday, February 27, 2012
How To Tame A Feral Cat
I could tell you all the exciting news of the work on the new flooring in the entryway but then you would be too jacked up to be able to function for the rest of the day (night) so in the interest of the health of anyone reading this I will forgo that trauma. Instead I will share with you some pictures of Karson enjoying her most favourite treat on this planet, and perhaps on all other planets combined (in all the galaxies in our universe). The purr sounds somewhat like a small chainsaw whenever someone opens a tub of kitty crack around here.
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The thing is, we offer leftover treats to our feline housemates in the form of little Astro pots (which come in the twelve pack) and are pathetically amused by the intensely scrunched up noses of those kids trying to get to the bottom.
ReplyDeleteFeral cat my arse ;P Yes as he says the scrunchy noses are well worth it but there's also Tunla crack and whipped cream crack.....
ReplyDeleteWell she's feral in the sense that she was abducted from her parents, who were in fact feral, at the ripe old age of 4 weeks. She was pretty teeny when someone showed up at the door with her in palm.
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