Sunday, June 24, 2012

Caturday

Jake, napping on his favorite chair.


Still and quiet feline form,
In the sun, asleep and warm.
His tail is limp, his whiskers drooped.
Man, what could make this cat so pooped?
-Calvin, of Calvin & Hobbes.

I couldn't find that particular strip, so this one will have to do.
on or about

4 comments:

  1. Nangleator6/25/2012 8:41 AM

    Is this a new member of the family?

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    1. Comrade Misfit6/25/2012 10:22 AM

      No, that's good ol' Jake. I'll edit the post to add in his name.

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  2. w3ski6/25/2012 10:58 AM

    I have 5 new babies from a "ferral" mom. I am in heaven. They are so sweet and just starting to get personalities.
    They are so very cute and sweet and they are only 3 weeks old!
    w3ski

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  3. lisahgolden7/09/2012 4:30 PM

    He is so peaceful there all curled up. And the poem asks the best question of all.

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