Thursday, April 20, 2006

Cat Humor

Mike: It's kind of a Russian Roulette. I feed him whatever I grab.
Me: And hope it's not a smelly variety?
Mike: Yes.
Me: (in hurt, yet perfectly earnest voice) But... you don't ask him?
Mike: All right, I am going to hit you in the face. I don't care if you're my girlfriend. I can't believe I heard you say that.

What? Some nights he wants mixed grill, some nights he wants salmon dinner!

My apologies for the short and random nature of the last few posts. It's suddenly caught up to me that I am in grad school and have about 12 assignments due in the next two weeks.

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Haha, you sound like me :D

Sarah said...

I guess some people are cat-talkers and some aren't! :-)