The black and white Tom-cat we call Big Noname came by to visit Icy. They are pictured here as they discussed how much fun it is to lick the cans in the recycle bin.
When you shop at my store I give you .06 Quatloos off your total bill if you bring your own bag. So much evil energy goes into manufacturing one plastinoid bag! You are really saving our hellish environment when you bring your own bag.
About ten years ago a neighbor girl about 13 would scrape the remains from the dog food can and lick her fingers saying she wasn't hungry, but just loved the taste of dog food. She was a pretty little girl, but grew up to be a real dog... no, not really. She is an attractive woman now, but oh, the halitosis!
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Sounds like a perfect Wednesday morning.
When you shop at my store I give you .06 Quatloos off your total bill if you bring your own bag. So much evil energy goes into manufacturing one plastinoid bag! You are really saving our hellish environment when you bring your own bag.
Seems like they are totally into the Christmas spirit
The holiday feast continues!
Tobin loves to lick The Terrorist's catfood can after I feed her the contents... it has become a ritual. Your cans look scrumptious I'm sure.
About ten years ago a neighbor girl about 13 would scrape the remains from the dog food can and lick her fingers saying she wasn't hungry, but just loved the taste of dog food. She was a pretty little girl, but grew up to be a real dog... no, not really. She is an attractive woman now, but oh, the halitosis!
LOL Tom!
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