Friday, August 04, 2006

there is a sinister epidemic of chair-stealin' cats.

i'm just saying.

i'd say more but i am unable to at this time

6 comments:

Dan L-K said...

It's true.

belledame222 said...

We have these conversations.

"This couch ain't big enough for the two of us."

"It is over six feet long, and you are just a little cat."

"But I must be in the exact center at all times, snuggled into the indentation where the cushions meet. Can't you see that if you sit down next to me, your weight throws the whole thing off? Also, you're in my personal bubble.

If you would just lie down and allow me to sit on your chest with my forehead shoved firmly up under your chin, that might also be acceptable."

gandhi rules said...

what? cat got yer tongue?

belledame222 said...

now he's perched on the back and biting my head.

--right, that's it. off you go

Dan L-K said...

There's also the phenomenon of "I have the best and most fascinating toys* ever, until the knitting comes out."


*Which include, though are not limited to, a crumpled-up piece of paper and the dog. I am an indulgent parent, but also pragmatic.

belledame222 said...

also see: elastic hairbands, tampons in the lovely crinkly plastic wrapper, the pennies in the change dish...