Nov 01, 2006 09:32
This morning Dart tried to lick her way through my forehead to the activity control center of my brain. What did she think--that I would feel compelled to FEED CAT, OPEN CLOSED DOORS, MOVE FEATHER?
Okay, I'm up now kitty and you are lucky to be alive.
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They may have brains the size of walnuts, but they know how to make us do their bidding. Thank god they don't have opposable thumbs.
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"Look here kitty, I've got 3 walnuts to your one, so BACK OFF!"
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Or is that the entire administration?
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