His name is Shredder. He also sneaks into my bedroom at night slinging a rather intimidating hunting knife, so if I ever stop blogging, you'll know his aim improved. It's my own fault. They warned me not to neuter him.
My cat's a little more subtle than that. She plops her 7 lb. weight on top of my face while I'm sleeping, in an attempt to smother me to death. I love her...but I'm afraid of her.
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His name is Shredder. He also sneaks into my bedroom at night slinging a rather intimidating hunting knife, so if I ever stop blogging, you'll know his aim improved. It's my own fault. They warned me not to neuter him.
My cat's a little more subtle than that. She plops her 7 lb. weight on top of my face while I'm sleeping, in an attempt to smother me to death. I love her...but I'm afraid of her.
Very afraid.
KJC
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