Token puppies.
2 week old Great Danes.
My poor cat isn’t going to know what to do when they invade the garden, she merely tolerates their mother.
Token puppies.
2 week old Great Danes.
My poor cat isn’t going to know what to do when they invade the garden, she merely tolerates their mother.
What is this sorcery?
And when they were come into the house, they
saw the cat with Mary his feeder, and
fell down, and worshipped him and when
they had opened their treasures, they presented
unto him gifts; sardines, and catnip and a little cloth mouse toy.
Darn you Bob, have you seen those notes? How am I supposed to play them when they’re on opposite ends of the keyboard?
T’is the season
This is my brother, Ernie. He’s 14 this year but he’s still better at ratting than me. Sadly he can’t light a cyno, but his farts can clear a room in under 20 seconds.