I don’t feel like Billie fully recognizes that there are currently children starving in Africa.
Stupid cat
Good news. It appears that my roommate’s cat actually does serve a purpose.
Despite the fact that it was laying in the exact same position on the couch both when I left this morning at 8:45 and when I returned at 3 p.m., it is now running around the house lunging and diving for a fly that is buzzing at least four feet higher than her maximum jumping capability.
Needless to say that purpose isn’t killing bugs. It’s just my personal amusement.
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Sigh
The cat currently has it’s head stuck out the slight crack I’ve left open in the sliding glass door that leads out to the patio–an opportunity worth taking to let the warm breeze in the stuffy apartment. The cat’s fat back half isn’t fitting.
Wait a second …
Dah! It did!
I grab the little sneakster and deter the escape.
I shut the door a couple more centimeters.
Escape that, you little farthead.