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...peek inside my mental litterbox
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No spam, just fresh catnip, er, updates about this site. (This one works too, really!)
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| 11/28/2000 |
I totally understand this comic!
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And now, more cat poetry. I quote from the movie Dead Poets Society:
The cat sat on the mat.
I didn't say it was good poetry.
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| 11/25/2000 |
*groooaaan*
Too much Thanksgiving catnip...
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| 11/23/2000 |
A while ago, Mommy found me and took me home. She named me. She cleaned me, gave me medicine, and loved me.
I have lots to eat, warm places to sleep, and things to play with. I get to whoop-ass on Pumpkin, and he lets me bite his butt.
Puuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrr. I'm thankful. I have a great life.
I'm still a bit upset at the vet for removing those dangly things though...
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| 11/20/2000 |
It's good to be a kitten.
- Chicks dig kitties.
- All the food is free. Free, man, free!
- Who else can get away with sleeping on Mom's butt?
- That which can't be eaten, can be played with.
- One word: Pounce.
- Two words: Catnip. Legal.
More to come....
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| 11/17/2000 |
| *whew* We had a big scare with Miss Kaycee Sunshine, but I'm sure she's only gonna get better now.
I'm sending some purrs your way. Can you hear them? (You too, Kaycee's Mommy!)
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| 11/10/2000 |
| Voting. Shmoting.
I need belly rubs!
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