In which my cat disapproves of my brain on drugs
Some time after consuming hydrocodone and methocarbamol, I am in bed. The cat hops up on the bed.
ME: Hi! What’s up?
ME: Looking for monsters, I see. [cheery wave out window towards presumably monstrous landscape in back yard]
CAT: [looks out window, aghast]
ME: Nothing like a monster hunt, no one can resist it! It’s like potato salad that way. Then again, you probably don’t like potato salad, do you.
CAT: Grrqwp. [Leaps off bed, leaves room]
1) DO NOT WANT 2) I CAN HAZ MOREZ?
sun patch foldy ear cat
In which my cat goes into the light and gains alien powers
Learn from my cat:
The cuteness unto death
Hey I’m a cat in a lamp.
More on my Flickr, including a pic of Anna the Almost Wolf.
I am not articulate tonight.
So instead of prose you get the latest cute pictures of my cat:
More at my flickr page: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ch/tags/cat/