I swear, I don’t usually post about my cat this much
Ferris Mewler is back from the animal hospital today, after losing both his claws (it was medically necessary. Stop judging me) and his testicles (for cosmetic reasons. Kidding.). He’ll be in a hard collar for the rest of the week, much to the amusement of the other cats, whom he has mercilessly terrorized and bullied since day one. I’m usually not one for sharing 200 pictures of my cat, but today it’s hard not to make an exception. He looks like he’s dressed like a martini for Halloween.
It's easy for cats to be sarcastic, because they can't accidentally laugh in the middle of their insults.
There was *nothing* accidental about this.
"What? Take a nap. I won't pee on you. WHY WOULD I?"
A lesser person probably would have considered making a game of seeing how many ping-ping balls she could throw in there, but *I* would never do that. BECAUSE I LOVE THAT DAMN CAT. And also because I don't own any ping-pong balls.
I do, however, own dry-erase markers.