You guys have hidden cameras in my house, don't you?
Uh, yeah, 'cause its the cats we'd be watching if we did.
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You guys have hidden cameras in my house, don't you?
Uh, yeah, 'cause its the cats we'd be watching if we did.
Dogs do the same damn thing, though. My mom's dog acts like he's never even SEEN a food dish before, let alone dog food. And of course NO ONE ever plays with him, the poor neglected thing, woe is he.
Dogs do the same damn thing, though. My mom's dog acts like he's never even SEEN a food dish before, let alone dog food. And of course NO ONE ever plays with him, the poor neglected thing, woe is he.
Of course, there are many dogs that I'm willing to believe have genuinely forgotten that this has ever happened to them before.
Whenever I have guests over, Ozzie the cat tries to convince them I abuse him.
Of course, then he sits on them and loses any sympathy he might have built up.
Of course, there are many dogs that I'm willing to believe have genuinely forgotten that this has ever happened to them before
And yet, you toss them a Tums instead of a dog treat one time because they're being annoying, and it's six months before she'll take something without letting it drop to the floor so she can check it first.
My cake was yummy, but not as yummy as the chocolate cheesecake that Vortex made. Gah. I am very full now, of those, and of goat stew. And rice and peas. And tostones. Mmmm. Yay birthday!
Speaking of which:
Happy Birthday Jen! You rock!!
Huh. My mom made me actually pay attention to the world and check the news.
New Orleans is probably fucked, huh?
I... am having issues dealing with that. I may need scotch.
I love Ozzie. He's such a big silly cuddlebunny.
The cats have now convinced Dan's mother that they are being deliberately starved to death, and have never been fed. I don't know if they have asked her to stage an intervention or just call the Animal Cops.
Better that than my cat, who feels the need to scratch at the side of the mattress EVERY FUCKING MORNING AT 5 FUCKING AM to be fed. Even though he has dry food in his bowl. EVen though a two hour wait until 7 a.m. wouldn't kill the fat bastard.
Sorry. I love my cat. Just not at 5 a.m. when I know the baby's going to be up at 6:30.
Poor mistreated Ozzie. ::sigh::
I have no cats. My husband often complains that he's hungry, though, because of that silly speedy metabolism of his. If he'd sit on the couch and watch TV like a normal person, instead of all that triathlon training, he wouldn't have this problem.