Good Morning. Today's Rant: Furballs. Cats. Felines. P....y. No ,don't get me wrong. I don't dislike them, but they are a different order of pet. They are sly, almost devilish, cunning, and above all, are incapable of a genuine , sincere relationship.They are manipulative, selfwilled, and filled with cattitude.
I had a cat once, well actually more than once, but on this occasion the black& white furball was clawing the couch. As I had wood floors, I introduced the furry fiend to the art of bowling, and gave him a ride on his backside down a long corridor into the wall at the other end. "That will teach him," I thought. Sure enough. When I got back from work, the cat had pulled all my shoes out of the cubboard and scattered them all over the floor. Score: 1-all. Now in my dotage, i reinvent definitions of words with cat in them: catastrophe=prize for top cat. catalog=object in the kitty litter. catapult=device to launch felines in to space. catacomb=feline grooming device. As you can see, it is now time for my medication. have a nice day...and remember to fill the water dish.
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