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hey, you have to make the most of ever good situation that comes your way. Bucky just needed more cash for catnip. Is that so wrong?
ReplyDeleteThat reminded me of my favorite Homer Simpson line (way before anyone else said it): "Quick, what's the number for 911?!"
ReplyDeletehey, ages and ages ago Garfield told us to "never trust a smiling cat."
ReplyDeleteIs it our human problem that we didn't heed such sage advice?? And what do you EXPECT when you adopt a cat?? Seriously, I lived with four of 'em and when they casually walked around me when *I* was on the floor, was I surprised? NOOOOO!!
Tell ya, sometimes ya' GOTS to blame the victim.