I woke to one of those fuzzy migraines where you feel like youre looking through a microscope at squiggly bacteria that are righteously fluorescent, much like those cool black fuzzy posters they used to sell for $1 in the very back of Spencers in the 70s. Run-on sentence? Dont care, because it was necessarily awesome. For the official record- If youre going to wake with a migraine, this is a pretty rad one to have. So, I stumble down the stairs in search of pharmaceuticals to end this Alice-in-Wonderland experience when little dog starts losing his shit. By losing his shit, I mean hes yapping (which is distinctly different than barking, as its higher pitched and implies extreme unrestrained excitement) and head butting the sliding glass door trying to get to... it. By it, I mean the headless rabbit on the sunroom floor. That-Goddamned-cat - take this offering humans, as a token of my sincere appreciation for providing me with food and shelter. Also, because you guys are shitty hunters. It should be enough to feed all six of you... even without the head. Me- why thank you, TGC! You are too considerate. Nice kill (you serial murdering psychopath) *gives TGC an affectionate pat while clipping bell collar back on his neck* Its a safety collar that releases when the cat gets stuck on something, and unfortunately, TGC the escape artist has mastered this technique. Back to the drawing board. Im thinking cow bell. We definitely need more cow bell.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 14:35:12 +0000
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