Back when I was living on Long Island, I had a cat that would always let me know if I was late cleaning the catpan. She would get in a basket of clean, unfolded clothes (there was always one) and root around so she could pee on something of mine, never my wife’s. Actually, she was one of the best cats I’ve ever had. *sniff*
Jerk or not, Max is still a great little dude. Couldn’t ask for a better friend 🙂 Nobody who doesn’t own a cat would understand accepting the occasional pee-soaked bedsheet/clothing item with a belabored smile, lol.
This is relevant for our household today, too. Our cute jerk Monster Monkey, in the ten minutes it took us to shower, chewed through another of our 3DS charger cords. Opportunistic, affectionate asshole.
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Back when I was living on Long Island, I had a cat that would always let me know if I was late cleaning the catpan. She would get in a basket of clean, unfolded clothes (there was always one) and root around so she could pee on something of mine, never my wife’s. Actually, she was one of the best cats I’ve ever had. *sniff*
Jerk or not, Max is still a great little dude. Couldn’t ask for a better friend 🙂 Nobody who doesn’t own a cat would understand accepting the occasional pee-soaked bedsheet/clothing item with a belabored smile, lol.
This is relevant for our household today, too. Our cute jerk Monster Monkey, in the ten minutes it took us to shower, chewed through another of our 3DS charger cords. Opportunistic, affectionate asshole.