My kitten fetches.
Beat that, ya dirty whores.
I’ll be impressed when you put an electronic collar on the little turd and he brings me back a beer. BTW…I prefer filthy whore, a little more of an air of respect.
Ha! Mythos could kick Grayson’s ass (both in the general sense and at fetching).
FYI, I read that as “My kitten feltches. Beat that, ya dirty whores.”
And the worst part is I probably could beat that
@ ETK, wait till he grows up. He’s already giving Amber a run for her money/food.
@ Greg, So. Very. Wrong.
Sorry, but one of our boy cats used to hump the other boy cat… aggressively.
It was quite a dirty sight, at least they just hold hands/paws now
Nemo fetches….but you have to give him the right ball of paper. If it smells at all like bread or cookies, he will only fetch it once – then try to eat it. Game over. He’s a carb fool.
He also has an alcohol addiction – rubbing alcohol, whiteboard cleaner, envelope glue, it’s all good.
DH says that the carb and alcohol jones is how you can tell he’s an American cat
Impressive. But you won’t find it so cute when he starts finding REAL mice and bugs to bring to you.
And it’s nice to read about Nemo’s weird food fetishes. My Harley LOVES plastic. Like in plastic bags….wouldn’t be so bad if he wouldn’t return, in kind, in upchuck form.
Also popular with the Nemonster: dishtowels.
Judging from the big circular holes in them, the middles of dishtowels are especially succulent.
My cats are hopped up on goofballs:
And do their best to mimic cows:
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29 August 2007 at 6:01 am