Today marks four years since the cat moved in/took over.
You know how Rush Limbaugh does that "everything I know about women I learned from my cat" bit? I have learned invaluable lessons from FUZZ that I may be able to apply to men:
- They can be won over with food.
- They love toys.
- If they look like they're listening, don't be surprised if they don't remember anything you're saying.
- If you never let them go outside without a harness and a leash, they can't run off with another woman.
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Honestly, if it weren't for the tag, I'd say that was Mr Spot! Same 'blow it out yer wazoo' expression. heh
Oh, and the claws too.... I still have the scars from our first encounter. Thankfully he doesn't go outside.
Yes, that's the "shut up and get me some sashimi, slave" look. And he sleeps with his claws out sometimes...
Good thing the Spot doesn't have any, cuz he sleeps on me. Somewhere along the line, I became the designated cat bed. Hmmm....
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