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Saturday, May 07, 2011
It's Not Missing
It's not missing, I just don't want to go up there after it. It must have tough feet and thick fur, as it looks perfectly happy up there. It's not even that useful a perch, because surely that's too far to leap after prey. Ah well, Happy Caturday.
When I was young and single I had a cat that would pace across the curtain rods above my head if I was sitting on my couch with a guy. That meant he wasn't right. I married the one she jumped down and sat in his lap. Cats are wise.
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When I was young and single I had a cat that would pace across the curtain rods above my head if I was sitting on my couch with a guy. That meant he wasn't right. I married the one she jumped down and sat in his lap. Cats are wise.
ReplyDeleteDo you ever feel like this Momcat?
ReplyDeleteClearly a surveying perch, not a hunting perch.
ReplyDeleteI'd love the corresponding video of it getting up there, and back down!
ReplyDeleteI love my cat. Her name is Biscuit. Even though she's princess, she's mine!
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