A reprise of yesterday's joke.
A cat, another cat, and a third cat are alone in a house. A cat plays in its water bowl and gets the floor under the cupboards all wet. Another cat pulls all the hand-towels onto the ground and spreads used kitty-litter all over the floor A third cat barfs in my office. Then they all disappear.
I barf therefore I am, Jan
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ReplyDeletePlease send one to me!!!! -Rebekah-the-lonely-girl-without-any-cats-to-love-or-be-loved-by-but-even-if-she-had-a-cat-there-would-be-no-space-for-its-litter-box-unless-husband-and-company-doesn't-mind-seeing-and-smelling-it-in-the-middle-of-the-living-room.
ReplyDeleteTell you what, I'll send you some cat barf, and you grind it into various spots around your living room. It's pretty much the same as having a real cat, only you don't have to feed anything.
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