Last night, I brought laundry up from the basement and dumped it on the bed.
I walked away to answer the phone, and when I came back a couple of minutes
later, he was on the still-warm laundry, fast asleep.
I walked away to answer the phone, and when I came back a couple of minutes
later, he was on the still-warm laundry, fast asleep.
I got up this morning and went to the bathroom.
I was gone two minutes, and he was in my spot when I got back.
I was not amused, I wanted a couple more hours.
I was gone two minutes, and he was in my spot when I got back.
I was not amused, I wanted a couple more hours.
And now for
Inkblot isn't the only cat who goes nuts. This one goes nuts like clockwork.
Hell, he is so predictable that we named it The Midnight Freakout.
Here he is after wearing himself out last night.
Hell, he is so predictable that we named it The Midnight Freakout.
Here he is after wearing himself out last night.
I told you that you just can't keep Impeachment off the table.
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