Mornings are the worst. That dork runs about like Moms hidden treats throughout the house like Easter eggs. The floor isn't a safe place to be. Maybe one of these days he'll hit that screen door, it'll open, and I can just nose that door shut behind him.
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Showing posts with label Mornings cats. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Miss Mew Mew Rants
Mornings are the worst. That dork runs about like Moms hidden treats throughout the house like Easter eggs. The floor isn't a safe place to be. Maybe one of these days he'll hit that screen door, it'll open, and I can just nose that door shut behind him.
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