[...] 8, 2008 in Weather by Retired Geezer This is what happens when you don’t live with Loving, Caring, People like the Geezers. Yeah, it’s just [...]
Mrs. BrewFan’s cat spent the holidays in kitty jail because she bit Mrs. BrewFan on the hand, it got infected, Mrs. BrewFan’s doctor called the health dept., who called the sheriff who wanted to see the cats rabies shot record which was discovered to be expired 2 months ago which meant the stinkin’ cat had to be quarantined for 10 days…
Yeah, not a lot of violence up there Pups. Lots of beer and cheese makes a people happy. They’re kind of like Hobbits, only they smell worse.
Brew, I understand about not being able to strangle the cat. Perhaps it could just somehow “get outside” one night and somehow become “entangled” in some clothesline around 4 feet off the ground and become a coyote “piñata.”
Dang, I didn’t even hear about it.
*runs outside to look*
NOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo
causing a short that blew out nine feeder lines
Nine feeder lines, nine lives. Coinkidink? I think NOT.
Poor kitty.
If that thing had nine lives, she just spent them all.
What KC said.
[...] 8, 2008 in Weather by Retired Geezer This is what happens when you don’t live with Loving, Caring, People like the Geezers. Yeah, it’s just [...]
The short circuit killed the cat.
Ummmm, hello?
Mrs. BrewFan’s cat spent the holidays in kitty jail because she bit Mrs. BrewFan on the hand, it got infected, Mrs. BrewFan’s doctor called the health dept., who called the sheriff who wanted to see the cats rabies shot record which was discovered to be expired 2 months ago which meant the stinkin’ cat had to be quarantined for 10 days…
*googles to find nearest electric substation*
Cat bites and scratches are teh worst.
Cat bites owner. Owner strangles cat. End of story.
that was my solution compos…
did I forget to mention I’m pussy whipped though? Pun intended…
Keep an eye on it, cat scratch fever is real.
The sheriff? No shit. Wow. I guess they got that whole ‘crime’ thing under control in Wisconsin.
Yeah, not a lot of violence up there Pups. Lots of beer and cheese makes a people happy. They’re kind of like Hobbits, only they smell worse.
Brew, I understand about not being able to strangle the cat. Perhaps it could just somehow “get outside” one night and somehow become “entangled” in some clothesline around 4 feet off the ground and become a coyote “piñata.”
Kitteh said “meeOWW!”