The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
Friday, April 4, 2014
A new "Simon's Cat"!
Enjoy!
Since Miss D. and myself are now firmly owned by a fourfivesixseveneight nine-pound bundle of fur and purr, we can attest that this is very true to life . . .
Peter
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Yup! The vet calls it FRAP - Feline Random Activity Phase.
I have to admit that one of the happiest parts of becoming empty nesters was when our daughters retrieved their cats & took the little furballs/destructo-matics away. (Oh - the cats weigh 14 & 12 pounds, respectively, and they're not fat.)
3 comments:
Yup! The vet calls it FRAP - Feline Random Activity Phase.
LittleRed1
Ha! Impossible though. Simon has a book/magazine. Cat would be all up in that.
I have to admit that one of the happiest parts of becoming empty nesters was when our daughters retrieved their cats & took the little furballs/destructo-matics away. (Oh - the cats weigh 14 & 12 pounds, respectively, and they're not fat.)
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