Saturday, June 27, 2009

Cats are Dumb


OK, OK, I don't mean to be offensive, but this cat in the previous post is really a bit of an alarmist. Everybody knows that the day is always 24 hours in duration.

And what is the big deal about daylight. I mean, yeah, it is depressing when it is cloudy and all that, but really, what good is it otherwise. You wake up around 9 or 10, have a bit of lemon biscotti dipped in just the right amount of coffee, then you plop yourself on your hassock and pillows in the window and catch some rays so your nose leather looks sharp.

Then you have a little breakfast and sleep up in bed for 5 or 6 hours, then you have dinner and play with Spongebobby and nap. Then you go upstairs and play some fetch, nap, play some more fetch and other games, nap, then you hit the hay again until morning.

On a good day, you go to the park or for a ride. On a really good day, you get to bark at a lot of dogs who walk buy or at people you do not like. So what is the big deal here. Much ado about nothing.

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The "Fat Man"

The "Fat Man"
We find him strangely intriguing but they won't let us at him. I think they just want to torment us. Life sucks. One of these days me and Bob are going to get him.

This is the sink we hid under last week.

This is the sink we hid under last week.
Me and old Bob came thisclose to being wiped out by a tornado headed STRAGHT to Lakeview! That was a close one!