A new low in Friday cat-blogging, hein? I'm pretty sure she spent a while last night deciding what part of me to eat first. And yes, that's a little Yahoo! t-shirt she's wearing. I bet you didn't know brand marketing schwag went all the way down to the pet-apparel vertical. (FYI: I think she had the shirt on for about 5 minutes in total. Just long enough for me to get the pictures. And no, I didn't get scratched or bitten. She was mad but apparently not mad enough to resist.)
6 comments:
I can haz teh bitter taste of humilation in my mouths forever?
Wen yew wunders why are cat shitz on yor pillos, yew can look at deze photoz.
Teh treets afterwards no take the sad away, but I eats dem nyway.
Ony good is naow I can has more poopz for to put on pillos! Nom nom nom.
U DIE NOWZ. KTHXBAI
Eh, it's a bad color for that fur, and it doesn't fit well, all bunchy and weird at the shoulders. I'd poop on your pillow, too. Hell, I'd steal your breath when you're sleeping.
Inty sez: LAZURS CHARGD! FIRE @ WIL!!
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