Caturday in Vermont


I’ll say one thing for Jackass Cat.  He can take a beating.  Sometimes I grab him by the tail and give him a good walloping.  He likes it, too, little sicko.   As soon as I let him go he just sits down and waits for more attention.

Even non-cat people like him.  He is a good dude, not a mean bone in his body.  Less’n you’re a mouse.

I just wish people would stop telling him how handsome he is.  I am afraid his head will get swole.

3 thoughts on “Caturday in Vermont”

  1. You’re going to wake up with him on your chest, his paw on your nose, with him saying, “tell me I’m pretty!”

    1. That’s how I woke up this morning, but it was my Liz doing it, not URR’s jackass.

      Liz is going to hate me for the next little while though – she’s got an appointment to get fixed in the morning.

Comments are closed.