Seen on the street in Kyiv.

Words of Advice:

"If Something Seems To Be Too Good To Be True, It's Best To Shoot It, Just In Case." -- Fiona Glenanne

“The Mob takes the Fifth. If you’re innocent, why are you taking the Fifth Amendment?” -- The TOFF *

"Foreign Relations Boil Down to Two Things: Talking With People or Killing Them." -- Unknown

“Speed is a poor substitute for accuracy.” -- Real, no-shit, fortune from a fortune cookie

"Thou Shalt Get Sidetracked by Bullshit, Every Goddamned Time." -- The Ghoul

"If you believe that you are talking to G-d, you can justify anything.” — my Dad

"Colt .45s; putting bad guys in the ground since 1873." -- Unknown

"Stay Strapped or Get Clapped." -- probably not Mr. Rogers

"The Dildo of Karma rarely comes lubed." -- Unknown

"Eck!" -- George the Cat

* "TOFF" = Treasonous Orange Fat Fuck,
"FOFF" = Felonious Old Fat Fuck,
"COFF" = Convicted Old Felonious Fool,
A/K/A Commandante (or Cadet) Bone Spurs,
A/K/A El Caudillo de Mar-a-Lago, A/K/A the Asset,
A/K/A P01135809, A/K/A Dementia Donnie, A/K/A Felon^34,
A/K/A Dolt-45, A/K/A Don Snoreleone

Saturday, February 26, 2011

OK, OK, It's On Order!

Gracie has pretty bad arthritis. And she is on thyroid pills, so the vet said that kitty ibuprofin is no longer a good idea as it is easy to overtax a cat's liver.

As an experiment, I took my heating pad, put a towel over it, put it on my couch and set it to "high".

Care to guess what is now her favorite place to relax? I won't leave it on when I'm asleep or not home, though.

So a heated cat bed is on order for her.

4 comments:

Nangleator said...

Probably best to always plug it into a timer, so you don't forget some time. There are always distractions.

Anonymous said...

Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh. You're sappier than I thought.

Comrade Misfit said...

Hey, she's a 14 year old cat with arthritis. If buying a heated cat bed will ease the time she has left, then that's what I'll do.

BadTux said...

Don't feel bad for being a sap. My cats have a platinum water fountain and an automatic cat feeder that automatically divvies them up a small meal three times a day rather than them having to wait for me to come home to feed them. For some reason we just get this urge to spoil the fur-bearin' varmints. Maybe because of all the purrs and cuddles they give us...

- Badtux the Sappy Penguin