Thursday, March 3, 2016

Morning Captions



Debra She Who Seeks said...

I used to take HRH to the vet in a cardboard carrier box like that. She always ran and hid when I'd bring it out, so I had to put it in one room, scoop her up in another room and then run like hell to put her in the box before she figured out the situation and clawed me to death. Good times. Now I'm all overcome with nostalgia.

Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...

I had a black cat named Tango that I rescued in Yellowknife and he had to fly home. You could hear him in the hold howling and my Dad said he could hear his howling at the airport from the front desk. That cat was like a husky when he was upset. lost his voice once because of it.