Sleeps for 12 hours, eat a dinner of tuna juice and some tuna fresh from the can, gets a rubdown and a nice brush then gets to go outside in 5 degrees celcius weather. THAT is the good life.
Now if I can't be the Admiral then I want to be this little guy.
Monday, January 9, 2012
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Man, he's got his own jacuzzi!
Shouldn't that be our life? We ARE the ones with the hands...
EXACTLY! And I am cute and fluff so the look should work for me too.
I frequently envied my last cat. Watching him laze around, it was like I could see the complete lack of human stress/anxiety/preoccupation on his little face. We gave up a lot when we ate that apple.
Out of the Garden and having to wear pants. Our lives suck.
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